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    Those who travel very slowly may yet make far greater progress, provided they keep always to the straight road, than those who, while they run, forsake it.
    Rene Descartes, Discourse on the Method

    Lo so che parlo perche' parlo ma che non persuadero' nessuno; e questa e' disonesta' - ma la rettorica mi costringe a forza a far cio' - o in altre parole "e' pur necessario che se uno ha addentato una perfida sorba la risputi".
    C. Michelstaedter, La Persuasione e la Rettorica

    SOCRATES: Eh! What can be feared when one is doing one’s duty? I know the rage of my enemies. I know all their slanders; but when one only tries to do good to men and when one does not offend heaven, one can fear nothing, neither during life, nor after death.
    Voltaire, Socrates, ACT II

  • Killing Joke – Mathematics of Chaos

    20th December 2010

    A powerful song, both musically and lyrically. Something that only Killing Joke could compose and execute.
    … I have my doubts / A state of eternal conflict is all I have found
    Well worth the listening!

    Turbulence is certainty turbulence is friction between you and me
    Suffering and pain crystallised in a brain that recreates the process again
    Draws borders, cites laws monopolies of food and trade start wars
    Every time we try to impose order we create chaos we create chaos – breakdown

    I have my doubts
    A state of eternal conflict is all i have found
    We build a wall that is made of tears watch the house fall down
    And at the end of my life
    Yes at the end of my life
    All shall be well all is as it was always meant to be…

    Blessed are the meek it is written they shall inherit the earth
    Watch her dying of cancer after a lifetime of caring for the poor
    Child with her arms blown off screams as she bleeds upon the rocks
    Sickened by my self-flagellation but i don’t know how to stop
    Where is your love, my loving god? – breakdown

    I have my doubts
    [This base stand of filth] and the people around
    We build a wall that is made of tears watch the house fall down
    And at the end of my life
    Yes at the end of my life
    All shall be well all is as it was always meant to be…

    Globalism and the u.n. neutralised by ethnic cleansing
    Animal aggression and a mind to perceive this terminal conflict
    Awareness is a curse – the more you open your eyes the more you despise
    Fashioned in the creator’s yolk
    It must be some sort of practical joke
    And in the corn, circles of chaos – breakdown

    Mathematics of Chaos, Killing Joke

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