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What a chimera then is man! What a novelty! What a monster, what a chaos, what a contradiction, what a prodigy! Judge of all things, feeble earthworm, depository of truth, a sink of uncertainty and error — the glory and the shame of the universe.
Blaise Pascal, Pensées (1670)

Blaise it.

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Cherry Bomb

Cherry Bomb - Matrix

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(*deep breath through nose)…”It’s a crisp morning sir!…Yes indeed…a crisp morning.”

(*deep breath through nose)…”It’s a crisp morning sir!…Yes indeed…a crisp morning.”

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To do righteousness and justice
is more acceptable to YHWH than sacrifice.
Proverbs 21:3


I suppose that publishing jejune details of one’s day-to-day life gives to that life (in the mind of the publisher, at least) a significance that it would otherwise lack. And since the means to publish such details to the world are now within the reach of almost everyone, and many people avail themselves of these means, the general or average level of self-importance, commonly known as self-esteem, in the population will have risen as a consequence. Some might see this as a good thing, but I can only conceive of it as a force for the narrowing of mental horizons. An age of information is thus perfectly compatible with an age of general ignorance of everything except that which most immediately concerns oneself.
Theodore Dalrymple

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Cool things.

Cool things.

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Le Pas du Chat Noir

Anouar Brahem


Anouar Brahem - Le Pas du Chat Noir

my goodness

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You know  that one sad looking mall in whatever city you live in?  The one consisting of a going out of business Spencers or Hot Topic or Lids store, a couple of Kiosks selling Jamaican Flag embroidered shit, and a Cinnabon with everybody on break?  That’s what Facebook is like to anyone looking for intelligent dialogue about anything important outside of food or finding someone to help you move.

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I find that without the self-revelation of the God whose name means self-existence, all we have is words and words about words. Attempting to reduce reality to my ability to think about reality is like having brushes, paint, and canvasses, but not being able to conceive of what to do with them.

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Bill Gates' tech worker fantasy: Column

Oh this is rich.  Actually it is rich, as only the rich will be able to afford not having to deal with the daily consequences of policy and praxis implemented from this nonsense.  As someone recently astutely observed: “…the “masters of the universe” are very fond of open borders as long as these open borders don’t extend to their gated compounds and fenced-off estates.”

This is also known as: Let’s-create-an-unfixable-problem-that-guarantees-a-perpetually-needy-and-oppressed-voter-base-to-guarantee-a-comfy-plutocratic-class