westley:
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I am listening to one of Bill Hicks cd's and the material is well over ten years old, yet Bill is ripping Bush Sr. a new asshole, and I can not help but feel that his words apply every bit as much today, to W. Therefore, I am going to post Bill's words on Iraq.
Not like anyone reads this but me anyway.
ON IRAQ...
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Not like anyone reads this but me anyway.
ON IRAQ...
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buaku:
Is that "Rant in E minor?"
westley:
It is off of Arizona Bay. I think the exact same bit is on the Revelations video as well. Rant in E Minor is the crown jewel of the collection though.
Beautiful
She had the kind of life that cant be dressed up with words, although it could be undressed. She wasnt a heroine, she wasnt a maiden in distress. She had no prince, no definitive purpose. She was silent, but not spiteful. She rarely cried, and that should be a positive trait, yet she never smiled, either. When she did smile it wasnt for her....
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She had the kind of life that cant be dressed up with words, although it could be undressed. She wasnt a heroine, she wasnt a maiden in distress. She had no prince, no definitive purpose. She was silent, but not spiteful. She rarely cried, and that should be a positive trait, yet she never smiled, either. When she did smile it wasnt for her....
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vudugrl:
i think that's great stuff!! i love the style, but it should be a book. bravo!!
westley:
Stuff
Bliss
So, I thought to myself as I latched the door behind me, that went well. Theres nothing I enjoy more than spending the evening sinking into a deeper and deeper shade of blues. I opened the closet door and hung up my overcoat, still carrying gray flakes from the city snow. I was quite chilled from the dismal weather outside, so I decided...
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So, I thought to myself as I latched the door behind me, that went well. Theres nothing I enjoy more than spending the evening sinking into a deeper and deeper shade of blues. I opened the closet door and hung up my overcoat, still carrying gray flakes from the city snow. I was quite chilled from the dismal weather outside, so I decided...
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violet:
well aren't you sweet
But for the present age, which prefers the sign to the thing signified, the copy to the original, representation to reality, appearance to essence . . . truth is considered profane, and only illusion is sacred. Sacredness is in fact held to be enhanced in proportion as truth decreases and illusion increases, so that the highest degree of illusion comes to be the highest degree...
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