Mirroring Satellites - And we are the ants caught between the dueling, fiery, cone-shaped beams.
"More illuminating than not, and shines its brightest light on a truth that war and warmongers so ferociously ignore: Look hard into the other's camp and what you'll likely see is yourself."
-- Rick Groen, GLOBE AND MAIL
I've been really down lately, about the unreality of the media, the corporate control of our kids and our jobs. I'm having nightmares about zombies - organic robotoids who run at you wanting to devour you and make you one of them - and machines that are trying to find God.
If I don't get my shit together...I need to retreat to the Holy Mountain and carry my stone all the way up.
He swims. He gnaws. He builds dams. He moves us with his intelligence and grace. He is the Wily Beaver. And he is here to INTUBATE us all.
Thursday, November 11, 2004
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