Friday, 28 August 2015

"A boy hardly haired out understands this best. Nothing is real but the river and all else is sham."

Some word salad from the depths of my computer. Can't remember how half this stuff got here.

"Rimbaud said much the same in his second letter, commonly called the Lettre du voyant ("Letter of the Seer"). Written 15 May—before his first trip to Paris—to his friend Paul Demeny, the letter expounded his revolutionary theories about poetry and life, while also denouncing most poets that preceded him. Wishing for new poetic forms and ideas, he wrote:

    I say that one must be a seer, make oneself a seer. The poet makes himself a seer by a long, prodigious, and rational disordering of all the senses. Every form of love, of suffering, of madness; he searches himself, he consumes all the poisons in him, and keeps only their quintessences. This is an unspeakable torture during which he needs all his faith and superhuman strength, and during which he becomes the great patient, the great criminal, the great accursed – and the great learned one! – among men. – For he arrives at the unknown! Because he has cultivated his own soul – which was rich to begin with – more than any other man! He reaches the unknown; and even if, crazed, he ends up by losing the understanding of his visions, at least he has seen them! Let him die charging through those unutterable, unnameable things: other horrible workers will come; they will begin from the horizons where he has succumbed![74][75]"

""Various medical authorities swarm in and out of here predicting I have between two days and two months to live. I think they are guessing. I remain cheerful and unimpressed. I look forward without dogmatic optimism but without dread. I love you all and I deeply implore you to keep the lasagna flying. Please pardon my levity, I don't see how to take death seriously. It seems absurd." -- Robert Anton Wilson, Jan 6 2007"

"Just glad you are OK Casey.If we stopped to think of the danger of some of the things we do,we’d never experience the savage joy that comes form doing them,so far in my uni experiences I’ve been lucky,I was at a Mega dog festy in Plymouth a few years ago(The Eclipse one)The site had some excellent trails for off road unicycling,but as I was manic,I’d broken a rib in a collision with a car door which had made me manic,but since I was going to the festival with mates who were relying on me to be able to get in,I decided to go & do the ride about(In Faerie costume)anyway,after a few days of the festy I’d been awake & going at life manically for about 6-7 days,I decided that the site no longer presented me with enough of a challenge,so I climbed out of the site in search of harder challenges.I found some harder off road riding,at one point I decided to ride this gap I thought I saw between two fields,it looked like there was a smallish drop,maybe 3-4 feet with the brambles being thin enough for me to just blast through.Luckily for me they were harder to get through than I thought,as the middle of the gap I aimed for,wasn’t a 3-4 foot drop as I’d surmised it was about 20-25 feet & onto rocks.I shot through the gap,the uni dropped away from me & crashed onto the rocks,with enough force to puncture the wheel,trash about 6 spokes & render it unrideable for the rest of the festy.I however being in my Faerie costume,ended up hanging by my wings from the brambles,The wings were made from fibreglass rods & were much stronger than I’d have believed,Part of the costume was a lycra cycling bib & brace set the wings were woven through them as it was helping them not to continually get snagged on stuff.I hung there for about 5 minutes shouting for help,until I remembered that no one could hear me cos I’d climbed out of the festy site.I had to cut myself loose from the brambles & swing to safety Tarzan style,thank god I had my Leatherman tool with me.I used to get asked for photos of me on my unicycle in that Faerie costume all the time,this one of me dangling from a bramble bush by my wings would I’m sure been the best picture possible,but alas no one to take it.I made my way back to the site & climbed back in,on the way through the kids area a young girl who had been saying hello to me during the rest of the Festy saw me & asked me what had happened to me,I told her & then gave her my now very bedraggled wings as a present.She was very pleased. I hope you get better very very quickly & are soon up snowboarding again.Luv 1Wheel"

"In 1879 cocaine began to be used to treat morphine addiction. Cocaine was introduced into clinical use as a local anesthetic in Germany in 1884, about the same time as Sigmund Freud published his work Über Coca, in which he wrote that cocaine causes:[citation needed]

    Exhilaration and lasting euphoria, which in no way differs from the normal euphoria of the healthy person. You perceive an increase of self-control and possess more vitality and capacity for work. In other words, you are simply normal, and it is soon hard to believe you are under the influence of any drug. Long intensive physical work is performed without any fatigue. This result is enjoyed without any of the unpleasant after-effects that follow exhilaration brought about by alcoholic beverages. No craving for the further use of cocaine appears after the first, or even after repeated taking of the drug."
(Famous last words)

"“These legal arguments are like a cannon ball bouncing backwards and forwards in blancmange. We won, because we hold Stonehenge in our hearts. We are not squatters, we are men of God. We want to plant a Garden of Eden with apricots and cherries, where there will be guitars instead of guns and the sun will be our nuclear bomb.”[7]"

"If you're watching everybody, you're watching nobody." 

"The Net interprets censorship as damage and routes around it."

"I hate to advocate drugs, alcohol, violence, or insanity to anyone, but they've always worked for me."

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