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Saturday, October 4, 2008

Cloven Collectivity


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Numbers: The single equation accounting for the upheaval of post-modern structure (no pun intended nor facial aside to the imaginary fourth wall de satirical expression). The analytical mind of intellectuals delegating highly filtered and jaded educational hand-outs to the innocent youth is the continuous resultation for robot heretics and metaphorical continental divide. Thank you so very much for endowing the overman with the tools to alter his predestined complacent existence into an obsessive compulsive unemployed savage, for giving brunt browed working man a long weekend of shameful gambling slothery. Thank you dead idea for your natural selection of democratic leeches, sucking healthy baby blood into fungi-filled pyre-veins pumping the diseased heart of societies computational monster. Wow. I'm not speechless that numbers are evil. Numbers splatter creativity, attribute to false pretense, stifle, stun, and stink. Personally, I enjoy cognition. It may have been one of my most enjoyable activities had numbers not plagued my hemispheres into a grand canyon of exhausted ding au sich and folly. Let us be numbers! Leave us create our selves! No thanks! No how! No way!
Comrades, I beseech you to think on this. How can we end world hunger?...Finished? Now, think on this...a tootsie pop commercial in the 1980's had the audacity to ask 'how many licks does it take to get to the center of a tootsie roll tootsie pop?' not but a smidgen before counting "1,2,3..(bite)...3". I still remember that commercial vividly, and I bet so do you, I'm also willing to bet you've fired more neurons meditating that clever advertising plug slash corporate-manipulated nostalgic memory than the solution to your fellow man's empty belly... I'm willing to- ah shit! you see! here I go gambling again!

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