I'm aliiiiiive!
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I'm aliiiiiive!
whooo hoooooo
It nice to go on the internet during my madness. Makes it look like I'm actually sane. :)
they do not know it, but they are doing it
Well, this is one of the spammiest threads I've ever seen.
Anyway, here's a quote I came up with yesterday:
It only becomes odd when you try to make sense of it.
i got to pack my luggage............
i should start studying
It is hard to become a truly good man, perfect as a square in hands and feet and mind, fashioned without blame. Whosoever is bad, and not too wicked, knowing justice, the benefactor of cities, is a sound man. I for one will find no fault with him, for the race of fools is infinite. ... I praise and love all men who do no sin willingly; but with necessity even the gods do not contend. (Simonides of Ceos)
"none" "in" "picture" - these magnet-words fell from my refrigerator this afternoon - not exactly cryptic, considering my whole grain Cheerios this morning spelled "ooooooo."
"say what you think, but make sure everyone thinks the same!"
I think my pinky toe looks weird...
When will I learn to stop and think before I volunteer? *sigh*
"thou shalt be a hypocrite, but thou shalt never be sarcastic!"
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"you do the same as charitable persons do with their old clothes. You give them to the poor. Those rights that appear to be useless in their place are sent abroad, along with medicine and clothes, to people deprived of medicine, clothes and rights. It is in this way . . . that the Rights of Man become the rights of those who have no rights, the rights of bare human beings subjected to inhuman repression and inhuman conditions of existence. They become humanitarian rights, the rights of those who cannot enact them, the victims of the absolute denial of rights. For all this, they are not void. Political names and political places never become merely void. The void is filled by somebody or something else . . . if those who suffer inhuman repression are unable to enact the human rights that are their last recourse, then somebody else has to inherit their rights in order to enact them in their place. This is what is called the 'right to humanitarian interference' - a right that some nations assume to the supposed benefit of victimised populations, and very often against the advice of the humanitarian organisations themselves. The 'right to humanitarian interference' might be described as a sort of 'return to sender': the disused rights that had been sent to the rightless are sent back to the senders."
(jacques rancière)
Weird, queer and nothing. Things thaw at a pace and nothing deeming ours remains unburnt in point of fact.
Moments are like galaxies, uncountable and we kind of queerly live here and try to understand our roots, origins, meanings, spirituality but in the end nothing surfaces.
"A little sincerity is a dangerous thing, and a great deal of it is absolutely fatal."
(Oscar Wilde)