I Don't Give A Damn What Other

It's So Easy For Propaganda To Work, And Dissent To Be Mocked.

Do The Structures Of Language And The Structures Of Reality (by Which I Mean What Actually Happens) Move Along Parallel Lines? Does Reality Essentially Remain Outside Language, Separate, Obdurate, Alien, Not Susceptible To Description? Is An Accurate And Vital Correspondence Between What Is And Our Perception Of It Impossible? Or Is It That We Are Obliged To Use Language Only In Order To Obscure And Distort Reality -- To Distort What Happens -- Because We Fear It?

I've Had My Fill Of These City Guttersnipes--all That Scavenging Scum! They're The Sort Of People, Who, If The Gates Of Heaven Opened To Them, All They'd Feel Would Be A Draught.

Nothing Is More Sterile Or Lamentable Than The Man Content To Live Within Himself.

Don't Forget The Earth's About Five Thousand Million Years Old, At Least. Who Can Afford To Live In The Past?