Art is stupid
Science is boring
Sex is overrated
And so are you.

The masses try to comfort their hero over the death of his brother, but Megaman, enraged, leaves but a few parting words: "You are the dead," then tosses his helmet aside and walks away. Wily then orders the execution of the people for daring to think of rebellion. No one is spared. As Megaman walks away, he doesn't turn back at the cries of the people until he hears them cry out in unison, "We are the dead."

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Protomen

i think the yeah
this is the blah

Alibi School by Jeffrey McDaniel

My pal, Jake, majored in corruption.
His final exam: a girl from the Midwest,

...

The Quiet World by Jeffrey McDaniel

In an effort to get people to look
into each other's eyes more,
and also to appease the mutes,
the government has decided
to allot each person exactly one hundred
and sixty-seven words, per day.

...

Critics who treat adult as a term of approval, instead of as a merely descriptive term, cannot be adult themselves. To be concerned about being grown up, to admire the grown up because it is grown up, to blush at the suspicion of being childish; these things are the marks of childhood and adolescence. And in childhood and adolescence they are, in moderation, healthy symptoms. Young things ought to want to grow. But to carry on into middle life or even into early manhood this concern about being adult is a mark of really arrested development. When I was ten, I read fairy tales in secret and would have been ashamed if I had been found doing so. Now that I am fifty I read them openly. When I became a man I put away childish things, including the fear of childishness and the desire to be very grown up.
-- CS Lewis

He drew a circle that shut me out -
Heretic, rebel, a thing to flout.
But Love and I had the wit to win:
We drew a circle that took him in.
- Outwitted, Edward Markham

Suomalaiset eivät koskaan anna periksi,
minä annan aina periksi.

(Piti tehdä video juutuubiin, mutta annoin periksi.)

Collaboration with materials

[John] Cage argued that the artist should not speak to his or her audience about the natural world, but should instead use art to heighten the audience member's sensitivity to experiences of all kinds.

Robert Rauschenberg: "And I'm opposed to the whole idea of conception-execution—of getting an idea for a picture and then carrying it out. I've always felt as though, whatever I've used and whatever I've done, the method was always closer to a collaboration with materials than to any kind of conscious manipulation and control.'

for them, the making of art had become the building of systems of pattern and randomness, and thus, in Claude Shannon's sense, of information.

http://edge.org/3rd_culture/turner06/turner06_index.html

Harry Patch (In memory of)

I am the only one that got through
The others died where ever they fell
It was an ambush
They came up from all sides
Give your leaders each a gun and then let them fight it out themselves
I've seen devils coming up from the ground
I've seen hell upon this earth
The next will be chemical but they will never learn

http://news.bbc.co.uk/today/hi/today/newsid_8184000/8184802.stm

Get fired for what you believe in, not for being average.

The breed of the grasshopper shrills, "What does the future
Matter, we shall be dead?" Ah, grasshoppers,
Death's a fierce meadowlark: but to die having made
Something more equal to the centuries
Than muscle and bone, is mostly to shed weakness.
The mountains are dead stone, the people
Admire or hate their stature, their insolent quietness,
The mountains are not softened nor troubled
And a few dead men's thoughts have the same temper.

Robinson Jeffers: Wise Men In Their Bad Hours

The saddest day of your life is when you decide to sell out and nobody wants to buy.
-- Norman Spinrad: Bug Jack Barron

Ghostbusters Law: "If somebody asks you if you are a God, you say yes!"

The Hammer Song

If I had a hammer
I'd hammer in the morning
I'd hammer in the evening
All over this land
I'd hammer out danger
I'd hammer out a warning
I'd hammer out love between my brothers and my sisters
All over this land

Auden: The Fall of Rome

The piers are pummelled by the waves;
In a lonely field the rain
Lashes an abandoned train;
Outlaws fill the mountain caves.


Altogether elsewhere, vast
Herds of reindeer move across
Miles and miles of golden moss,
Silently and very fast.

Sylvia Plath - Last Words

I do not want a plain box, I want a sarcophagus
With tigery stripes, and a face on it
Round as the moon, to stare up.

The Hollow Men, T. S. Eliot

We are the hollow men
We are the stuffed men

Shape without form, shade without colour,
Paralysed force, gesture without motion;

The eyes are not here
There are no eyes here
In this valley of dying stars
In this hollow valley

This is the way the world ends
This is the way the world ends
This is the way the world ends
Not with a bang but a whimper.

Day ahead, go. Make my punk.