What A Miserable Thing Life Is: You're

When The Leaders Speak Of Peace, The Common Folk Know War Is Coming.

We Often Do Not Know Ourselves The Grounds On Which We Act, Though Plain To Others.

You Don't Need To Pray To God Any More When There Are Storms In The Sky, But You Do Have To Be Insured.

All The Gang Of Those Who Rule Us Hope Our Quarrels Never Stop Helping Them To Split And Fool Us So They Can Remain On Top.

For Time Flows On, And If It Did Not, It Would Be A Bad Prospect For Those Who Do Not Sit At Golden Tables. Methods Become Exhausted; Stimuli No Longer Work. New Problems Appear And Demand New Methods. Reality Changes; In Order To Represent It, Modes Of Representation Must Also Change. Nothing Comes From Nothing; The New Comes From The Old, But That Is Why It Is New.