3 thoughts on “Operation: Platitude Thunder”

  1. Now, we are called to go beyond mere revenge. Before Venus can shine light on anything, there are some big stones for turning. Pretending they are not there will not serve any of us. First one must know what they know, then, they need know what needs to be done, then one must do what must be done. Awareness demands seeing from many points of view, and finding a point of view that serves everyone: or what’s the point?

    If the pendulum swings too far out of balance one way, it will take adjustment to find the point of balance that restores equilibrium, and adjustment is not always easy or comfortable, though it is necessary. Who is willing to do the work?

    Tomorrow never reaches us; is it not always today?

    Hath not a Jew eyes? hath not a Jew hands, organs,
    dimensions, senses, affections, passions? fed with
    the same food, hurt with the same weapons, subject
    to the same diseases, healed by the same means,
    warmed and cooled by the same winter and summer, as
    a Christian is? If you prick us, do we not bleed?
    if you tickle us, do we not laugh? if you poison
    us, do we not die? and if you wrong us, shall we not
    revenge? If we are like you in the rest, we will
    resemble you in that.

    Can we really still not learn anything from history?

  2. This is not a platitude: The making of modernism

    For you have but to hound nature in her wanderings, and you will be able when you like to lead and drive her afterwards to the same place again. Neither ought a man to make scruple of entering and penetrating into those holes and corners when the inquisition of truth is his whole object. Francis Bacon

    I love porn
    watching you wallow all wrapped up together
    in your calm-the-fuck-down angst.
    when you have that Aries point party (Yaaaayyyy!!…)
    though i’d love to join you
    with my resplendent Venus at 00 45
    i only walk through front doors,
    and i cannot chance you may be remise
    in providing somewhere on which i might hang my skin
    colour.
    when Bacon was penetrating the holes and corners of nature
    – my motherland – where were you?
    when the peace-makers and home-makers
    were being slain,
    and their mothers, daughters and sons
    before them, as hell rained down,
    where were you?
    So now we have ANCIM new kind of old and worn, worn out
    part of the collective unconscionable.
    would you like an enema?
    there’s a good market for online shit porn too.
    ??
    ask one of your friends, then.

    Lenny Kravitz: What goes around comes around
    http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NOIxgbOpOWU

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