We have to build the Republic of Heaven where we are, because for

us there is no elsewhere. His Dark Materials fan website

[Priests] lay claim to heaven after they are dead, and yet they require their heaven in this world too, and grumble mightily against the people that will not give them a large temporal maintenance. And yet they tell the poor people that they must be content with their poverty, and they shall have their heaven hereafter. But why may we not have our heaven here (that is, a comfortable livelihood in the earth) and heaven hereafter too, as well as you? ... While men are gazing up to heaven, imagining after happiness or fearing a hell after they are dead, their eyes are put out, that they not see what their birthrights are, and what is to be done by them here on earth while they are living. ----------Winstanley quoted in Christopher Hill's The World Turned Upside Down

The best laid schemes o mice and men, leave us nought but grief and pain. the poem To a Mouse by Scottish poet Robert Burns How happy is the blameless vestal's lot! The world forgetting, by the world forgot. Eternal sunshine of the spotless mind! Each pray'r accepted, and each wish resignd... -in the poem Eloisa To Abelard by Alexander Pope
"The Nature, which delights in periodic repetition in the heavens, is the same nature which rules the affairs here on Earth. Let us not forget that lesson."

- Mark Twain An accident has taken place at the Chernobyl power station, and one of the reactors was damaged. Measures are being taken to eliminate the consequences of the accident. Those affected by the accident are being given assistance. A government commission is being set up.

-(TIME,Winter,1996) Soviet Union, (5/12/1986) At 9 p.m. Monday, a newscaster on Moscow television read a four-sentence statement from the Council of Ministers. The terse, almost grudging announcement.
No more painters, no more writers, no more musicians, no more

sculptors, no more religions, no more royalists, no more republicans, no more imperialists, no more anarchists, no more socialists, no more Bolsheviks, no more politicians, no more proletarians, no more democrats, no more armies, no more police, no more nations, no more of these idiocies, no more, NOTHING, NOTHING, NOTHING. -Aragon, in thirteenth issue of Littrature

Surrealism, n., Pure psychic automatism, by which one proposes to express verbally, by means of the written word, or in any other manner the actual functioning of thought, in the absence of any control exercised by reason, exempt from any aesthetic or moral concerns. - Breton identified automatism as the principal Surrealist artistic practice, the primary route into the marvellous (in La Rvolution surraliste) In my mouth, mine of words and kisses, thought and desires become confused, reduced to the unique expression of the utterance. - Leiris in Le Point cardinal (Cardinal Point) It is the marvellous faculty of attaining two widely separate realities without departing from the realm of our experience; of bringing them together and drawing a spark from their contact. - Breton, in the preface for Max Ernsts 1921 Paris exhibition

Quotes by Salvador Dali: Drawing is the honesty of the art. There is no possibility of cheating. It is either good or bad. You have to systematically create confusion, it sets creativity free. Everything that is contradictory creates life. When I paint, the sea roars. The others splash about in the bath. One day it will have to be officially admitted that what we have christened reality is an even greater illusion than the

world of dreams. The desire to survive and the fear of death are artistic sentiments. At the age of six I wanted to be a cook. At seven I wanted to be Napoleon. And my ambition has been growing steadily ever since. Have no fear of perfection, you'll never reach it. You know the worst thing is freedom. Freedom of any kind is the worst for creativity. Those who do not want to imitate anything, produce nothing.

In art, immorality cannot exist.

Art is always sacred" - August Rodin

"Religion is the sigh of the oppressed creature, the heart of a heartless

world, & the soul of soulless conditions. It is the opium of the people." -Karl Marx answers that may never be questioned." -unknown

"Philosophy is questions that may never be answered. Religion is

instantaneous and hand done colour photography of the super-fine, extravagant, extra-plastic, extra-pictorial, unexplored, super-pictorial, super-plastic, deceptive, hyper normal and sickly images of concrete irrationality - Salvador Dali commenting on his art work People sometimes pay with their lives for saying aloud what they think - Anna Politkovskaya (Russian journalist) Beware of artists they mix with all classes of society and are therefore most dangerous - Queen Victoria Art is what you can get away with

- Marshall McLuhan There is nothing funny about a clown in the moonlight. - Lon Chaney, Sir How delightfully the fishes are enjoying themselves, exclaimed Soshi. You are not a fish, commented his friend, how do you know that the fishes are enjoying themselves? You are not myself, answered Soshi; how do you know, that I do not know, that the fishes are enjoying themselves? - Taoist dialogue Strap a piece of toast buttered side up to the back of a cat. Throw the cat out of the window. Will the cat land on its feet or will Murphys Law apply? - The Art of Looking Sideways the implacable hostility of the universe - The Art of Looking Sideways (on the Murphys Law) Do not adjust your mind, there is a fault in reality - The Art of Looking Sideways The white triangle is a phantom only existing in our minds - The Art of Looking Sideways (commenting on the Kanizsa Triangle) The statement below is true.

The statement above is false. - The Art of Looking Sideways

Moorfields Eye Hospital

The line of women in dressing gowns and black glasses hiding bandaged eyes sit in their armchairs staring at the colour television. On screen two American cops in black glasses stare back at them. - Ian Breakwells diary

Due to the inability of humans to think of inconspicuous subjects and imaginative scenarios, purple cows walk all over the place without ever being seen by anyone. - My own statement, inspired by Alan Fletchers book The Art of Looking Sideways A lady visited Matisse in his studio. Inspecting one of his latest works she unwisely said: But, surely the arm of this woman is much too long. Madame, the artist politely replied, you are mistaken. This is not a woman; this is a picture [of a woman]. - The Art of Looking Sideways The I-dont-care scale: 2 jots = 1 tittle 3 tittles = 1 continental 2 continentals = 1 tinkers dam 4 tinkers dams = 1 damn - Measure for Measure, Joe Ecclesine Political opponents measure: 2 nincompoops = 1 fathead 2 fatheads = 1 incompetent 3 incompetents = 1 opportunist 2 opportunists = 1 machiavelli - Measure for Measure, Joe Ecclesine Alcohol beverage measure: 2 fingers = 1 tot 2 tots = 1 shot 2 shots = 1 slug 4 slugs = 1 snootful 2 snootfuls = 1 night in jail

- Measure for Measure, Joe Ecclesine Historical invective scale: 2 scamps = 1 rascal 3 rascals = 1 knave 2 knaves = 1 varlet 4 varlets = 1 scoundrel 2 scoundrels = 1 charlatan -Measure for Measure, Joe Ecclesine When I consider the short duration of my life, swallowed up in the eternity before and after, the little space which I fill, and even can see, engulfed in the infinite immensity of spaces of which I am ignorant, and which know me not, I am frightened, and am astonished at being here rather than there, for there is no reason why here rather than there, why now rather than then - Blaise Pascal I dont paint with my hands, but my tail. - Auguste Renoir
To imagine is like flying a kite. The mind, loosely tethered, is free to

be blown about. Usually the direction it takes just happens but sometimes by tweaking the string it can arrive at an unlikely destination. Take Einstein who, struck with the thought of riding on a shaft of light in outer space while looking at himself in the mirror, interpreted the imagery to come up with the principles of his Theory of Relativity. Although fantasy and make-believe flourish in childhood they rapidly atrophy as one is moulded to fit the adults grey consensus of reality. A child, out on a walk with its mother, suddenly points and cries out, Look, a purple cow. The mother, perhaps rather tired and domestically harassed, snaps, Dont be silly. And then delivers the crunch line: Theres no such thing as purple cows. So the child, a vagabond in the backwoods of rationality, is brought up to see the world in the prosaic terms of grown-ups and eventually forgets it ever saw a purple cow. Now purple cows walk around unseen by anyone. - Alan Fletcher, The Art of Looking Sideways

 Ah, yes! I wrote the Purple Cow Im sorry, now, I wrote it! But I can tell you anyhow, Ill kill you if you quote it! - Frank Gelett Burgess, The Burgess Nonsense Book
I never saw a purple cow,

I never hope to see one; But I can tell you, anyhow, Id rather see than be one! - Frank Gelett Burgess, The Burgess Nonsense Book really see purple cows? she mischievously asked me. Id just been on holiday and in reflective moments had watched a tree outside the place I was staying in. In the early morning its trunk was pale grey, the leaves silhouetted dark indigo against the bright pale sky. Late afternoon, in catching the edge of the sun the trunk turned vermilion, the leaves a dark Winsor green. At sunset the trunk was sepia while the upper branches became pink and the leaves become a tinge of deep brown. In winter the leaves will have gone but the trunk will probably be dark greeny grey flecked with silver bark. My answer was yes. - Alan Fletcher, The Art of Looking Sideways

A friend of mine was reading the draft copy of this book. Can people

News is what somebody somewhere wants to suppress. Everything else is advertising. - Lord Northcliffe
Everybody in advertising is blonde, beautiful, families are happy, cars

are never in traffic, everything is shiny, food looks like its incredibly tasteful. I ask myself, How stupid are we? How come the world is going one direction and advertising is going in a completely different direction? - Oliviero Toscani (oxymoron), in French (chic). The two medallions are endorsements (approval). The graphic image implies the smokers are young

Sant is a Greek cigarette pack reassuringly called HEALTH

(desirable) and beautiful (blonde) and with the tilt of the head (alluring), very la Jeunesse dore (trendy). - Alan Fletcher, The Art of Looking Sideways
I cant understand these chaps who go round American universities

explaining how they write poems: its like going round explaining how you sleep with your wife. - Philip Larkin, poet

These are reproductions [thrusting a fistful of pound notes into the

air] these by contrast [takes out his own drawings] are originals! - J.S.G. Boggs, when on trial by the Bank of England accused of reproducing pound notes It is forbidded to enter a woman even a foreigner if dressed as a man Bangkok temple Our wines leave you nothing to hope for Swiss restaurant The manager has personally passed all the water served here Acapulco hotel Special cocktails for ladies with nuts Tokyo bar Ladies are requested not to have children in the bar Oslo bar Please leave your values at the desk Paris hotel Please do not perambulate the corridors in the hours of repose in the boots of ascension Austrian hotel The lift is being fixed for the next day. During that time we regret you will be unbearable. Bucharest hotel You are invited to take advantage of the chambermaid. - Japanese hotel Prostituition, whoredom, gambling, drug taking, drug dealing and anything obcene are fobiden (sic). Peking hotel There will be a Moscow exhibition of arts by 15,000 Soviet Republic painters and sculptors. These were executed over the last two years. Soviet Weekly Do not feed the animals. If you have any suitable food, give it to the guard on duty. Budapest zoo Teeth extracted by the latest Methodists. Hong Kong dentist We take your bags and send them in all directions. Copenhagen airline office Iraqi head seeks arms. British newspaper

Drop your pants here for best results Bangkok dry cleaner

- Alan Fletcher, The Art of Looking Sideways, collection on colloquial mistakes

Excuse me

standing on one leg Im half-caste. Explain yuself wha yu mean when yu say half-caste yu mean when Picasso mix red an green is a half-caste canvas? explain yuself wha yu mean when yu say half-caste yu mean when light an shadow mix in de sky is a half-caste weather? well in dat case england weather nearly always half-caste in fact some o dem cloud half-caste till dem overcast so spiteful dem dont want de sun pass ah rass? explain yuself wha yu mean when yu say half-caste yu mean tchaikovsky sit down at dah piano an mix a black key wid a white key is a half-caste symphony? Explain yuself wha yu mean Ah listening to yu wid de keen half of mih ear Ah looking at yu wid de keen half of mih eye

an when Im introduced to yu Im sure youll understand why I offer yu half-a-hand an when I sleep at night I close half-a-eye consequently when I dream I dream half-a-dream an when moon begin to glow I half-caste human being cast half-a-shadow but yu must come back tomorrow wid de whole of yu eye an de whole of yu ear an de whole of yu mind. an I will tell yu de other half of my story. - John Agard, Half Caste, poem

 Ive been sitting here and thinking about God. I dont think I believe

in God any moreWhat I feel I know now is that God doesnt intervene. He lets us suffer. If you pray for liberty then you may get relief just because you pray, or because things happen anyhow which bring you liberty. But God cant hear. Theres nothing human like hearing or seeing or pitying or helping about him. I mean perhaps God has created the world and the fundamental laws of matter and evolution. But he cant care about individuals. Hes planned it so some individuals are happy, some sad, some lucky, some not. Who is sad, who is not, he doesnt know, and he doesnt care. So he doesnt exist, really. - The character Miranda in The Collector, by John Fowles less blind. I still believe in a God. But hes so remote, so cold, so mathematical. I see that we have to live as if there is no God. Prayer and worship and singing hymns all silly and useless.The sky is absolutely empty. Beautifully pure and empty. As if the architects and builders would live in them all. Its obvious, it stares you in the face. There must be a God and he cant know anything about us. - The character Miranda in The Collector, by John Fowles human race, made men like Caliban possible and situations like this possible. If there is a God hes a great loathsome spider in the darkness. He cannot be good. This pain, this terrible seeing-through that is in me now. It wasnt necessary. It is all pain, and it buys nothing. Gives birth to nothing. All in vain. All wasted. The older the world becomes, the more obvious it is. The bomb and the tortures in Algeria and the starving babies in Congo. It gets bigger and darker. More and more suffering for more and more. And more and more in vain. Its as if the lights have fused. Im here in the black truth. God is impotent. He cant love us. He hates us because he cant love us. All the meanness and the selfishness and the lies. People wont admit it, theyre too busy grabbing to see that the lights have fused. They cant see the darkness and the spider-face beyond

These last few days Ive felt Godless. Ive felt cleaner, less muddled,

I hate God. I hate whatever made this world, I hate whatever made the

and the great web of it all. That theres always this if you scratch at the surface of happiness and goodness. The black and the black and the black. Ive not only never felt like this before, I never imagined it possible. More than hatred, more than despair. You cant hate what you cannot touch, I cant even feel what most people think of as despair. Its beyond despair. Its as if I cant feel anymore. I see, but I cant feel. Oh God if there is a God. I hate beyond hate. - The character Miranda in The Collector, by John Fowles [graffiti creates a] general atmosphere of neglect and social decay which in turn encourages crimeWe have no intention of changing this policy as it makes the transport system safer and more pleasant for passengers - Spokesman, Transport for London Our graffiti removal teams are staffed by professional cleaners not professional art critics - Spokesman, Transport for London
Painting a picture in a public space to make people think or smile is

criminal damage. Flogging your product via TV, radio, billboards, spam email, adverts in urinals, 'free' gifts for kids, peer pressure et all is known as marketing. Banksy understands this. Graffiti is not a crime, it's art without the cheese and wine brigade. It's about just letting people know you are here. The public (or the local council) will be your fiercest critics. - writer on the website www.artofthestate.co.uk I don't ever want to be ugly and old. I'm an old lady now anyhow. I'm 80. Theres nothing left. I've already lived a whole lifetime. I'm going out. In a blaze of glory. - Deborah Spungen quoted her daughter Nancy Spungen in her book And I Dont Want To Live This Life
My vocal style I haven't tried to copy from anyone. It just developed

until it became the girlish whine it is today. -Robert Plant

 My vocation is more in composition really than anything else -

building up harmonies using the guitar, orchestrating the guitar like an army, a guitar army. -Jimmy Page teach it in school. -Jimmy Page -Robert Plant

I always thought the good thing about the guitar was that they didn't

I can't moan about any of it. I had a great time in the goldfish bowl.

I like the idea of being alone. I like the idea of often being alone in all

aspects of my life. I like to feel lonely. I like to need things. -Robert Plant -Robert Plant

I'm not a flowerchild or anything like that... whatever it was.

If the doors of perception were cleansed everything would appear to man as it is, infinite. - William Blake, The Marriage of Heaven and Hell Im ten years away from the corner you laugh on - Carol Ann Duffy, Before You Were Mine Better off dead than giving in, not taking what you want - Carol Ann Duffy, Stealing Boredom. Mostly Im so bored I could eat myself. - Carol Ann Duffy, Stealing I'm bored I'm the chairman of the bored, I'm a lengthy monologue I'm livin' like a dog I'm bored I bore myself to sleep at night I bore myself in broad daylight coz I'm bored Just another slimy bore

I'm free to bore my well-bought friends And spend my cash until the end coz I'm bored I'm bored I'm the chairman of the bored I'm sick I'm sick of all my kicks I'm sick of all the stiffs I'm sick of all the dips I'm bored I bore myself to sleep at night I bore myself in broad daylight coz I'm bored I'm bored Just another dirty bore All right doll-face Come on and bore me I'm sick I'm sick of all my kicks I'm sick of all the stiffs I'm sick of all the dips I'm sick I'm sick when I go to sleep at night I'm still sick in the broad daylight coz I'm bored I'm bored I'm the chairman of the. . . BORED! - Im Bored, by Iggy Pop & The Stooges
Think, two things on their own and both at once.

The first, that exercise in trust, where those in front stand with their arms spread wide and free-fall backwards, blind, and those behind take all the weight. The second, one canary-yellow cotton jacket on a cloakroom floor, uncoupled from its hook, becoming scuffed and blackened underfoot. Back home the very model of a model of a mother, yours, puts two and two together, makes a proper fist of it and points the finger. Temper, temper. Questions

in the house. You seeing red. Blue murder. Bed. Then midnight when you slip the latch and sneak no further than the call-box at the corner of the street; Im waiting by the phone, although it doesnt ring because its sixteen years or so before well meet. Retrace that walk towards the garden gate; in silhouette a father figure waits there, wants to set things straight. These ribs are pleats or seams. These arms are sleeves. These fingertips are buttons, or these hands can fold into a clasp, or else these fingers make a zip or buckle, you say which. Step backwards into it and try the same canary-yellow cotton jacket, there, like this, for size again. It still fits. - Simon Armitage, Homecoming
I love god. I love whatever made this rain possible.

- My own statement, after being stuck in traffic in a rickshaw for an hour [India] and praying for some rain relieve devoured by a Great White or if a piece of seaweed touches my foot. - Axl Rose that when I die, the coffin shows up a half hour late and says on the side, like in gold, 'Sorry I'm Late'. - Axl Rose

I discovered that I scream the same way whether I'm about to be

I'm late to everything. I've always wanted to have it written in my will

And God said: 'Let there be Satan, so people don't blame everything

on me. And let there be lawyers, so people don't blame everything on Satan." - George Burns I dont feel what you feel, See Im stuck in a city, But I belong in a field - Heart in a Cage by The Strokes

I dont want what you want,

 NowI think back to when I was still a monkey, Id rather be related

to a couple of chimps running through a forest than two people who were thrown out of heaven for eating an apple. - My own quote from my surrealist short story What I saw was a piece of soul deprived from another world - character of Dog in the film Lock, Stock and Two Smoking Barrels else is just... in between. I want the freedom to try everything. - Jim Morrison

I don't fucking believe this! Can everyone stop gettin' shot?

I think the highest and lowest points are the important ones. Anything

The most important kind of freedom is to be what you really are. You

trade in your reality for a role. You trade in your sense for an act. You give up your ability to feel, and in exchange, put on a mask. There can't be any large-scale revolution until there's a personal revolution, on an individual level. It's got to happen inside first. - Jim Morrison I sold you and you sold me - George Orwells Nineteen Eighty-Four out where they think the fish is] Strange Man: I wonder where that fish has gone? Transvestite: You did love it so, you treated it like a son. Strange Man: And it went... wherever I... did go. [Bends perplexingly long arms] Transvestite: Is it in the cupboard? Wouldn't you like to know! It is a most elusive fish. [Strange Man twiddles some brass taps sown to the breasts of the Transvestite's corset] Strange Man: That went where-ever I did go. Transvestite: Oh, fishy, fishy, fishy fish! Strange Man: A fish, a fish, a fishy OOOOH! Transvestite: Oh, fishy, fishy, fishy fish! Strange Man: That went wherever I... did go!

Under the spreading chestnut tree

[Very disorientating camerawork. The "audience" can be heard yelling

[a strange, half-elephant/half-man waiter wanders up out of nowhere holding a drinks tray] - Monty Python, The Meaning of Life I don't think I'm easy to talk about. I've got a very irregular head. And I'm not anything that you think I am anyway. - Syd Barrett
I was just sitting on my computer, when suddenly two glass tubes on

the chandelier collided together, producing the most articulate sound. Simultaneously, the microwave gave out three quiet "beeps" from a distance [in the kitchen], like three hushed echoes. And I just went "thats one of the most beautiful sounds Ive ever heard. Sort of like feeling nostalgic about a song heard long ago. I think its the sound of the microwave thats most incredible. So eloquently ordinary. It brings heavenly sounds to my mind and the images of vivid trees under the vivid sun, enjoying vivid flying fish by the moonlight. - My thoughts, 1:15pm, computer, hall, home

After a time they saw some land at a distance; and when they came to

it, they found it was an island made of water quite surrounded by earth. Besides that, it was bordered by evanescent isthmuses with a great Gulf-stream running about all over it, so that it was perfectly beautiful, and contained only a single tree, 503 feet high. - Edward Lear, in The Story of the Four Little Children Who Went Round the World U see a COCKROACH Think of us - advert in Times Classifieds for Ultra Pest Control

Whenever

And to see them is to see, Your headworks among a clockwork, Your mates among an infinite melancholy, Your knowing in reversal order of it,

And your machinery in dillusionment - my poem, untitled

They do nothing but sing their hearts out for us,

which is why its a sin to kill a mocking bird. - To Kill a Mocking Bird

I stared skywards for no apparent reason, only to be entranced into

Gods beautiful architecture. Dense yet clear clouds all perfectly formed into a dome of aesthetic beauty. Something was incredibly pleasing to the eye about that one sky. And the sunit glowed through clusters of clouds, forming perfect allied rays of light, and God was speaking to the land. All birds; moles; rabbits; shrubs, cease to exist when such a simple declaration of heavenly powers fall on the land. Such perfect beauty is impossible to perceive into utterance of words. It was as if God was present in all situations, in all positions, in all the atoms of red sand, all was enlightened. And I remember thinking, it doesnt really matter if we plague each other with our minds, God is in the heavens, and as long as that is possible and imaginable to this mind, all is at peace with the universe. - My thoughts, Thursday 31st January 2008 - A Clockwork Orange [book]

What we were after, was lashings of ultra violence.

And obviously what people dont understand is the notion of perpetual

sadness, sending up enthusiasms of mindful spirituality in continuous paradigms of complex fluids of eyes.I think that it would be safe for me to say that you are all indeed ill. - myself, left-handed writing session letters on a lined page. Surrounding an idea which is endless. And you cannot end and idea even with acid on ink. - myself, random, during study period - Nasseruddeen Shahs character in Being Cyrus

Theres something very beautiful about words minuscule cramped

You know, what they say is true. God is in small details.

 James Lipton: And now for the favourite bit. What is your favourite

curse word? Ralph Fiennes: On a good day fuck, on a bad day cunt. - Inside The Actors Studio, with Ralph Fiennes

Even the most simplest of things can look extraordinarily beautiful, under certain circumstances, and a certain state of mind. - myself, thinking on plastic [green], under wonderful white light
I think that everyone is within their own gulf of their mind, wondering

how persons within inches of themselves are so eternally happy, whilst they are left to wallow and pity their lives. In a way, lives have been designed so that everyone is eternally happy. Not in their own mind, but in the thoughtful minds of others, who perceive them as happy; while within the universe of each mind, its all just isolation. - myself, diary entry 27th January 2008

Hazaaron khwaishen aisi, ke jeete jeete dam nikal jaaein

Translation: a thousand hopes as such, that living them would take an entire lifetime - Urdu philosopher [Mirza Ghalib] speech is silver, silence is gold - BBC documentary

Alex: As an unmuddied lake, Fred. As clear as an azure sky of deepest summer. You can rely on me, Fred. Alex: What we were after now was the old surprise visit. That was a real kick and good for laughs and lashings of the old ultraviolence. Alex: We were all feeling a bit shagged and fagged and fashed, it being a night of no small expenditure. [Listening to Beethoven's Ninth Symphony] Alex: Oh bliss! Bliss and heaven! Oh, it was gorgeousness and gorgeousity made flesh. It was like a bird of rarest-spun heaven metal or like silvery wine flowing in a spaceship, gravity all nonsense now. As I slooshied, I knew such lovely pictures!

- Quotes from Stanley Kubricks movie A Clockwork Orange

This is found in the province of Cyrenaica and is not more than 12

fingers long. It has on its head a white spot after the fashion of a diadem. It scares all serpents with its whistling. It resembles a snake, but does not move by wriggling but from the centre forwards to the right. It is said that one of these, being killed with a spear by one who was on horse-back, and its venom flowing on the spear, not only the man but the horse also died. It spoils the wheat and not only that which it touches, but where it breathes the grass dries and the stones are split. - Leonardo da Vinci describes the Basilisk in his notebooks A baptism, Oh I am filth, And sing her, To my face, Oh phantom elusive thing. ... One that can never be known, Either all drunk with the world at her feet, Or sober with no place to go - Jeff Buckley, All Flowers in Time Bend Towards the Sun

My eyes are,

Oh let the sun beat down upon my face, stars to fill my dream I am a traveller of both time and space, to be where I have been To sit with elders of the gentle race, this world has seldom seen They talk of days for which they sit and wait and all will be revealed Talk and song from tongues of lilting grace, whose sounds caress my ear But not a word I heard could I relate, the story was quite clear All I see turns to brown, as the sun burns the ground And my eyes fill with sand, as I scan this wasted land Trying to find, trying to find where Ive been. Oh, pilot of the storm who leaves no trace, like thoughts inside a dream

Heed the path that led me to that place, yellow desert stream My shangri-la beneath the summer moon, I will return again Sure as the dust that floats high and true, when movin through kashmir. Oh, father of the four winds, fill my sails, across the sea of years With no provision but an open face, along the straits of fear - Led Zeppelin [Plant/Page], excerpts from Kashmir
immaculate adj. 1 perfectly clean and tidy. 2 perfect (immaculate

timing). 3 innocent, faultless.  immaculately adv. immaculateness n. [Latin: related to *in-1, macula spot] - Definition from Oxford Dictionary without original sin from conception. - Definition from Oxford Dictionary

Immaculate Conception n. RC Ch. doctrine that the Virgin Mary was

Sure, we disagree. But were doing it in meeting rooms in Switzerland, not across some corpse-littered field - Time [magazine], August 11th 2008 issue, The Moment, 7/29/08: WTO Breakdown article by Simon Robinson
Oh my god, I was afraid of this when I had to retire... Its so easy to

drift into uselessness. I'm going to Yonder Bridge; there I shall station myself in such a position that I can observe the life in the water below. I shall blend into the background so as I become one with the stone work. And there I shall record in my notebook the detailed observation of the fish life of the stream. - Character of Foggy, Last of the Summer Wine [British television series] I'm looking tired and feeling quite sick, I felt like there was something missing in my day to day life, So I quickly opened the wardrobe, Pulled out some jeans and a T-Shirt that seemed clean, Topped it off with a pair of old shoes, That were ripped around the seams, And I thought these shoes just don't suit me.

Woke up cold one Tuesday,

[CHORUS:] Hey, I put some new shoes on, And suddenly everything is right, I said, hey, I put some new shoes on and everybody's smiling, It's so inviting, Oh, short on money, But long on time, Slowly strolling in the sweet sunshine, And I'm running late, And I don't need an excuse, 'cause I'm wearing my brand new shoes. - Paolo Nutinis New Shoes, song from his debut album These Streets
I am not interested in picking up crumbs of compassion thrown from

the table of someone who considers himself my master. I want the full menu of rights. - South African black leader Desmond Tutu in a TV interview in 1985

Some colloquial mistakes I have found: Nadal High On Grass - Headlines Today (Indian English news channel) on Rafael Nadal winning his careers first grass tournament The plans will be fleshed out in the mayors youth strategy to help tackle social breakdown, due in November. - article Plans for 10 academies announced in the Gulf Times, Britain section, September 30th 2008
Intellectuals and academics dont want to live in a mall. Science is

more than labs. Its the people, its the environment. - Osama El-Ghazali Harb, former Egyptian head of the Arab Association of Political Scientists, quote in August 18-25 issue of Newsweek [magazine], in the article Ballad of the Old Cafes by Zvika Krieger

The masses are foolish. If we tell them the facts, morale will collapse. - Prime Minister Tojo of Japan [during WWII]

 Dear Reader:

Why did I write this book? (Readers will want to know, my publisher said.) A fair question. In one of my earliest memories, I am sitting on the floor staring at a picture in a book. The picture shows a heap of bodies. I turn the page this way and that, seeking a proper orientation. I am bewildered. In my short life there if no reference point for what I see. The events that became known as the Holocaust have touched me ever since. And yet for a long time I hesitated to write of it. Did the world really need another Holocaust book? And even if it did, who was I write it? What credentials did I have? I was neither Jew nor survivor nor survivors relative. All I had was a ticket stub from Schindlers List. Then I came to see that I had every right to presume. Because I cared. And had I not been telling young writers for years: Write what you care about? And because I am people, and in the end, in the book, thats what they are too Misha and Uri and Janina and Uncle Shepsel and Tata. They are more than Jews and Holocausters and orphans. They are people. Like those in the picture. How could I not write this book? - Jerry Spinelli, introduction to Milkweed
The only freedom which deserves the name is that of pursuing our

own good in our own way, so long as we do not attempt to deprive others of theirs, or impede their efforts to obtain it. - John Stuart Mill compare their present lives: they had nothing to go upon except Squealers lists of figures, which invariably demonstrated that everything was getting better and better. The animals found the problem insoluble; in any case, they had little time for speculating on such things now. Only old Benjamin professed to remember every

They could not remember. There was nothing with which they could

detail of his long life and to know that things never had been, nor ever could be much better or much worse hunger, hardship, and disappointment being, so he said, the unalterable law of life. - Animal Farm by George Orwell, Chapter 10
ALL ANIMALS ARE EQUAL

BUT SOME ANIMALS ARE MORE EQUAL THAN OTHERS - Animal Farm by George Orwell, Chapter 10 tsar, but the slaves remain; tomorrow there will only be tsars - Russian writer Yevgeny Zamyatin, in a 1919 work Tomorrow for justice, for mans understanding of men as now we do by accidentThe last moment belongs to us that agony is our triumph. - Bartolomeo Vanzetti [a fish peddler], statement written before his death, on how him and Nicola Sacco [a shoemaker] two poor Italian anarchist immigrants to America had caused such and upheaval in public conscience by accident identity. - my dream, Monday 13th October 2008

Yesterday there was a tsar and there were slaves: today there is no

Never in our full life could we hope to do such work for tolerance,

What in todays world of take and snatch, its easy to lose a sense of

... evokes the odd smell of Moscow streets, some combination of poor

plumbing, boiled cabbage, and exhaust fumes; the conversations with Russians who constantly wanted to know what things cost in America and were taken aback to realize that we were far richer than they were; the furtive assignations with ex-KGB officers, always eager, even excited, to speak; the cheap plumbing fixtures; the tasteless cookies and too-strong black tea; the odd vacuum where everything ideology, politics, nationused to be. That anarchic, open, exciting, and frightening atmosphere is gone now: Moscow is a more rigid, more subdued, and more hierarchical place. The past is on its way to being reburied, or at least reassessed. - Russias Usable Past, article in Slate by Anne Applebaum, 8th December 2008

 If I loved you... Then I would love you in any way I could, and if we

could not touch, then I would draw strength from your beauty... And if I went blind, I would fill my soul with the sound of your voice and the contents of your thoughts until the last spark of my love for you lit the shabby darkness of my dying mind... - Character of Alfredo, Pushing Daisies, season 1, episode 8 (Bitter Sweets)

...because the news had given up reporting them as political struggles, it meant that there was now no way to understand why these terrible events were happening. And instead political conflicts from around the world, from Darfur to Gaza, are now portrayed to us as simple illustrations of the mindless cruelty of the human race. About which nothing can be done. And to which the only response is Oh dear. Its like living in the mind of a depressed hippie. - Adam Curtis short Oh Dearism, from Charlie Brookers Newswipe When I rise, the World will Tremble - Carved in Arabic onto the slab of jade protecting Timurlanes grave
Take me into the night and Im an easy lover

Take me into the fight and Im an easy brother And Im on fire - Kasabian, Fire, from their album West Ryder Pauper Lunatic Asylum

tragedy is what we make of it, that destiny need not be relentless,

and that we can and indeed must recover from betrayals. - from the review of Madras on Rainy Days (Samina Ali) by Mandira Sen, recovered from: http://www.wellesley.edu/womensreview/archive/2004/12/highlt.htm l I'm not your only friend But I'm a little glowing friend But really I'm not actually your friend But I am

I'm your only friend

Blue canary in the outlet by the light switch Who watches over you Make a little birdhouse in your soul Not to put too fine a point on it Say I'm the only bee in your bonnet Make a little birdhouse in your soul I have a secret to tell From my electrical well It's a simple message and I'm leaving out the whistles and bells So the room must listen to me Filibuster vigilantly My name is blue canary one note* spelled l-i-t-e My story's infinite Like the Longines Symphonette it doesn't rest Blue canary in the outlet by the light switch Who watches over you Make a little birdhouse in your soul Not to put too fine a point on it Say I'm the only bee in your bonnet Make a little birdhouse in your soul I'm your only friend I'm not your only friend But I'm a little glowing friend But really I'm not actually your friend But I am There's a picture opposite me Of my primitive ancestry Which stood on rocky shores and kept the beaches shipwreck free Though I respect that a lot I'd be fired if that were my job After killing Jason off and countless screaming Argonauts Bluebird of friendliness Like guardian angels its always near Blue canary in the outlet by the light switch Who watches over you Make a little birdhouse in your soul

Not to put too fine a point on it Say I'm the only bee in your bonnet Make a little birdhouse in your soul (and while you're at it Keep the nightlight on inside the Birdhouse in your soul) Not to put too fine a point on it Say I'm the only bee in your bonnet Make a little birdhouse in your soul Blue canary in the outlet by the light switch (and while you're at it) Who watches over you (keep the nightlight on inside the) Make a little birdhouse in your soul (birdhouse in your soul) Not to put too fine a point on it Say I'm the only bee in your bonnet Make a little birdhouse in your soul Blue canary in the outlet by the light switch (and while you're at it) Who watches over you (keep the nightlight on inside the) Make a little birdhouse in your soul (birdhouse in your soul) Not to put too fine a point on it Say I'm the only bee in your bonnet Make a little birdhouse in your soul - song Birdhouse In Your Soul by They Might Be Giants, from their album Flood
I was utterly convinced there was a great spiritual power that we call

God, Allah or Brahma, although I knew, equally certainly, that my finite mind could never comprehend its form or nature. - Jane Goodall, in her book Reason for Hope He cannot learn less. - Buckminster Fuller (American architect, 1895-1983)

Every time man makes a new experiment he always learns more.

A member of such vast importance as the human hand necessarily

claims a high place in regard to surgery. The hand is typical of the

mind. It is the material symbol of the immaterial spirit, It is the prime agent of the will; and it is that instrument by which the human intellect manifests its presence in creation. The human hand has a language of its own. While the tongue demonstrates the thought through the word, the hand realizes and renders visible the thought through the work. This organ, therefore, by whose fitness of form the mind declares its own entity in nature, by the invention and creation of the thing, which is, as it were, the mind's autograph, claims a high interest in surgical anatomy; and accordingly the surgeon lays it down as a rule, strictly to be observed, that when this beautiful and valuable member happens to be seriously mutilated, in any of those various accidents to which it is exposed, the prime consideration should be, not as to the fact of how much of its quantity or parts it can be deprived in operation, but rather as to how little of its quantity should it be deprived, since no mechanical ingenuity can fashion an apparatus, capable of supplying the loss of a finger, or even of one of its joints. - Joseph Maclise, in his book Surgical Anatomy, chapter: The Surgical Dissection of the Wrist and Hand When their voices returned all they could sputter in broken phrases was if I knew what I was doing and that would I not even remotely reconsider. But you know me man of my word. Resolute as a rock, I told them that, alas, twas writ in stone. And that it was perhaps best for both of us. And, you know, stuff like that which only men with iron in their souls will say. Or some such nonsense anyway. In other words, Ill see you around elsewhere. - Excerpt from an article in Times of India (sometime around July 2007)
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and bonded, therefore you dont need to worry about them. - advertisement on a website by a maid service

We will help you solve all your house problems in terms of cleaning. - advertisement on a website by a maid service
... a not unpleasant intoxicated-like condition, characterized by an

extremely stimulated imagination...

In a dreamlike state, with eyes closed...I perceived an uninterrupted stream of fantastic pictures extraordinary shapes with intense, kaleidoscopic play of colors. - Swiss chemist Albert Hofmann, in his 1979 autobiography LSD, My Problem Child. Hofmann inadvertently inhaled a compound derived from a crop fungus that went by the name of lysergic acid diethylamide or LSD25. Hence, Hofmann became the first man to go on a acid trip. He subsequently went on to take LSD hundreds of more time, in order to continue his research on the chemical. English speaking computers - a poster stuck on a voltage box advertising for computer lessons (India, Bombay, 2007) They had suffered from the most terrible of all delusions. They believed themselves to be virtuous, and in the end were destroyed by the evil beings they had drawn into existence. - Civilisation, BBC television series, by Kenneth Clark; on the various revolutions that had taken place in European nations for the fight for freedom.
Today, a young man on acid realized that all matter is merely energy

condensed to a slow vibration, that we are all one consciousness experiencing itself subjectively, there is no such thing as death, life is only a dream, and we are the imagination of ourselves. - Bill Hicks (American comedian)

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