My Thoughts Inexactly: E is for Escalating

The caged bird might not sing so much if the cage could force its voice in to a monotone.

If the body is allowed to wander the mind can wander with it, not away from it as is the norm of the sedentary lifestyle.

It is very common to know a lie, it is not very common to know that it is a lie.

Stage 4 is progress over stage 3, as voiced by the cancer holding the microphone.

The pen is mightier than the sword is mightier than the lot of us; what devious advancements we’ve made in devising cages for ourselves.

Fight becomes constant when flight is uprooted from a nomadic turned static animal.

If you can’t make heads or tails of something, perhaps it has successfully taken you beyond the cash nexus.

Forgetting the victims of the past is to forget oneself—whether a sad memory of the past or the future, their end and ours is only a matter of time. Awareness moves Chronos aside as the great god of motion.

Death is not a moment, it is a lifetime of moments lost.

Having all the money in the world can be a nice dream, but having money in all the world is a nightmare, one that we have not yet awoken from.

“There is nobody who cares for the Earth” is not a lamentation about the present—it is a future reality if the Earth is robbed of the ability to support life. Suicide disguised as theft, theft disguised as progress.

Let the clouds bring the rain down, not bring you down.

An eye’s blind spot can get you killed, an intellectual blind spot can have you killing others without seeing them.

Money would be the most obvious of abstractions were it not constantly being thrown in our faces and rubbed on our genitals, supplanting our very deepest desires.

Full spectrum dominance is a low-point for all involved, including the dominators.

If you give up on today in the hopes of a miracle tomorrow, chances are you will get neither. Tomorrow is built by today, but so too is it destroyed.

The only thing easier than stealing candy from a baby is selling candy to a baby, especially the old babies that are hopelessly addicted and are passed the stage of learning the value of what they are trading away. The house and cars made of gingerbread still allure Hansel and Gretel 200 years older but none the wiser.

That so many think that more government is needed around us shows how advanced the disease of being governed is within us.

You are not all alone in feeling all alone; in truth it is the main way in which we are all together. Most westerners only hope to pair off—larger intimate groupings are only attempted in the dark places, and so when light returns so does the policing of the self.

Our journey to the ad absurdum has us gaining pounds and shedding the critical faculties necessary to even understand the endpoint we are driving to. If you do not tremble, you do not yet get that we have gone far too far.

To be optimistic when there is no context to support it is to overlook the negative sign at the beginning of a large sum.

Property and money are the prison, the oligarchs merely the current prison guards. Overthrowing the oligarchs usually results in new guards, as there are always some prisoners who tire of the walled courtyard and would happily trample fellow inmates to ascend to a guard tower. However, power does not reside chiefly in those shifting personalities but the inherited prison structures dressed up in flags, laws, and propaganda that speaks of liberty.

Can we be considered to be failing our grandchildren if our actions preclude their even being born?

Analytic philosophy is but a euphemism for dis-continental philosophy, a philosophy that breaks every holism in to discrete islands to then push down in to the ocean. It drowns to spite the air, but only spites itself as unimpressed continental philosophers breathe from a well grounded position of authentic introspection.

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https://subversesjournal.wordpress.com/2016/08/07/my-thoughts-inexactly-g-is-for-gathering/

https://subversesjournal.wordpress.com/2016/07/20/my-thoughts-inexactly-z-is-for-zeroing/

https://subversesjournal.wordpress.com/2016/07/04/my-thoughts-inexactly-l-is-for-lamenting/

https://subversesjournal.wordpress.com/2016/07/02/lternate-lphabet-lliteration-training-regimen/

https://subversesjournal.wordpress.com/2016/06/28/my-thoughts-inexactly/

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