The Longest Article/8
Shoulda, coulda, woulda...
Uncertainty makes your brain sexy.
Being good, explaining badly, is still better than being evil and is explaining well!
Unfortunately, I don't understand why Germany chose to invade Poland
And then, without any warning, there were tentacles everywhere.
Everything with light casts a shadow. The brighter the light, the darker the shadow...
What does love have to do with marriage?
Why are capitalists so surprised when capitalism works?
Dead men tell no tales, or so they like to say. I only wish they were correct; these tales are rather terrible indeed.
I have become torn between the idea of reality and the idea of perfection. The reality and the illusion mean nothing to me, now... only the ideas of the two.
You know, just once I'd like to have a conversation with you that didn't raise as many questions as it answered...
Our existence deforms the universe.
Eh, done is done. The rock is split, might as well carve it as cry over it.
Life was a lot easier when I just wanted to be a bird.
Though they accuse me of lies, so does my grunteloid plop onto a roof tile.
House of Randoms, Fanged Fondue, Hatless Hatters... what will it be called next? Frankly, the thing never deserved a name in the first place.
Everything he said sounded wise and sensible, but later on, when you were alone again, you wouldn't understand what he had meant, and it was too embarrassing to go back and ask him.
The voices in my head are saying such strange, strange things.
Usually, it is merely randomness. Nonsense. White noise to be filtered out with all the other white noise; meaningless. But sometimes it hits a nerve, it speaks to something meaningful. It startles us out of heart and mind. And then we notice. Then we remember.
Nevermore.
Overshadowed by a sock. Destiny is harsh.
A rain of cows!
In the arena of false gods, two are true, but they are powerless to act beyond what they could do if they were truly false. How's that for irony?
I used to want you dead. Now I just want you gone.
House of Randoms, Fanged Fondue, Hatless Hatters... what will it be called next? Frankly, the thing never deserved a name in the first place.
It is a floor fern, and it is very important.
The answer? A resounding maybe.
I don't think I think as much as I used to think.
Standing at the edge of the world, never really there, this is the only way to truly see what is possible. Look... and move on. But each encounter is too fleeting to ever belong, and in time, it becomes lonely on the edge. Want to settle down. Want to belong... and to forget. Enter the world.
In the darkness, anything is possible. Shadows shift, minds wander, the imagination runs rampant and the world turns beautiful and terrifying. In the darkness, the nightmares dream sweetly.
Chicago happened slowly, like a migraine.
And then the meanings of words begins to change...
What's that, you say? My exam? Oh, it's going straight to hell, and thank you for asking. At least it gave me these beautiful lines so that I can flunk with style, yes?
Radioactive material is fun. So very fun... well, it was for me. Not for my participants, though.
The underlying ssh process died.
This space intentionally left blank.
Why, you didn't see it coming? Who would, really, trapped in a gallery of hearts... it's unimaginable.
DIE.
I paid too much attention to a guard... bit into his eyeball. I meant it as a sign of affection.
Interesting, yes... lots of mad people questioning madness. Some plead sanity, some insanity, but neither group really know what they're talking about.
That's none of your business!
They're plants and they're full of dirt. Of course they would have bugs.
Xenomorph.
Polska can into space?
Kill it! Burn it! Burn them all! Kill them!
You know, just once I'd like to have a conversation with you that didn't raise as many questions as it answered...
I'm participating!
The secret is simple. Fill your life with flowers.
Never mess with someone who specializes in comparative mythology and hand-to-hand combat. Or the The dark secrets of sorcery, necromancy, and accounting.
To repeat that we are sinners all, that is to reinforce it in our minds, to resign ourselves that it is all for which we can ever hope.
Get off my head!
Even a broken clock is right twice a day.
Happiness will prevail.
I have measured out my life with coffee spoons.
Your boogers are mixing with your laserbeams.
If we survive this, I'm never letting you update anything ever again.
Coming up with randomness is not as easy as one might think.
Thus is the nature of memory. Past and future are relative.
And into the darkness we go. Step off the precipice, cross the threshold, uncover the mystery and lose it forever.
Where were you last night?
In satire, irony is militant.
Time to get... dangerous.
I'm in a bear suit!
The blood is the key. The blood is always the key.
And then the meanings of words begins to change...
In the beginning, the universe was created. The really boring part is what happened after.
Goats don't usually eat tires.
Peeling apples using a blade that could destroy mountains. Keeping light in the furnace using fire that could burn away oceans.
Surely the point of inside is to find a way out... and surely the point of outside is to find a way in.
You know... once you get used to the searing pain, the flashing colors are really quite pretty...
The infestation is hopeless! They're everywhere! We'll have to amputate.
Copying visions from my imagination...
They call me Fern. Am I this Fern they speak of so highly, though, or merely an impostor? I do not feel like a Fern...
The world... what's to get? Look at it through a lense of fire, or the soft membrane of a soapbubble, and let it amaze you. It's a fuzzy little world, but so long as you can let it tickle you, everything should be fine.
Why don't you look out of the window?
Voices are in the wind's singing, more distant and more solemn than a fading star.
Your mother is a hamster and your father smells of elderberries!
Be nice to him! He can be a princess if he wants to!
I stand by my batmoose.
Shh. You hear that? Raptors. Raptors everywhere.
Damn it all. My feet hurt, I'm hungry, and my arm is bleeding, and I've no way out. Had no way in, either. That's what caused the other problems, getting in...
There's a story here? I think it's just pictures.
When she was swallowed by the sand she gave out such a blood-curdling scream... She's so cute.
Hi, I'm looking to hire an exterminator. I have some bats in my belfry.
Don't look at me. Stupid map doesn't even tell you how the air is supposed to smell.
My complication had a... complication.
I forgot what I was going to say.
Do not take my dream away! Oh, beloved, do not take my dream away!
Three days to the chicken.
Oh, here I am! And there you are! You just disappeared. Well, no matter!
I see only from one point, but in my existence I am looked at from all sides.
I stole a list of names out of a database the other day... so many names... pretty, pretty names...
I became insane, with long intervals of horrible sanity.
What was I going to say?
And so we shouted our joy of life across the canvas of the world, that those who came after might share in the fullness of our lives.
Oh, for the last time. That's wet soil, not dead ants.
I was a fairy princess once. Everything was so nice and peaceful... until it all went horribly wrong!
I shall slip unnoticed through the darkness... like a dark, unnoticeable slippy thing.
We ask only that you give us your heart.
I want to believe.
Rules are made to be broken... as are gumballs.
By God, we're the lamest aliens ever.
I'm not asking much! Just a token, really, a trifle! You'll never even miss it...
From freedom comes laziness.
Well, that escalated quickly.
Google Search Google or type URL Say "Ok Google"
Where there's a will, there's an or.
There is a hole in my cheek. It is really rather odd... but I assume it will go away eventually if I ignore it.
Have you a rope out of which to construct a hamburger?
It is all so simple when one looks at it from just the right angle.
Eh, ignore this. It's under construction. It will always be under construction. Don't ignore that it is under construction.
Sorry that I took about five minutes to talk about fractions and children.
My grandfather dwells within a rock shaped like a rucksack.
Did they not burn so prettily, the elves of the Silestreé? I thought they did, at least. So prettily.
They are a dying people. We should let them pass.
bwuuuuuuummmmmm
I knew it was going to be in the last place I looked for it. So I looked there first!
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The house is clean...
I ate a sock! It had a shadow and everything! I think it was probably really dirty. It put up a fight, but it couldn't talk. I asked twice. I was very careful.
It's so simple. There is just a lot to it.
Illogicopedia is questionable.
”Don’t make fan fiction about the elements.” “Or do!”
I always though I had a good imagination, but it turns out... that was just my imagination.
Yup, they'll get along like a house on fire. In the middle of an earthquake.
Death is cold and empty and full of cheese waffles.
I knew it was going to be in the last place I looked for it. So I looked there first!
The Declaration of Independence is not a meme!
Do not take my dream away! Oh, beloved, do not take my dream away!
You don't notice the dead leaving when they really choose to leave you. You're not meant to. At most you feel them as a whisper or the wave of a whisper undulating down. I would compare it to a woman in the back of a lecture hall or theatre whom no one notices until she slips out. Then only those near the door themselves, like Grandma Lynn, notice; to the rest it is like an unexplained breeze in a closed room.
Wait - the men whose skins you were... when they died, did their shadows become deer?
Sweet sleep! Enshroud me in thine fogencumbered wreath. Oh! To forget the world, and all of its dealings! Sleep, here I present myself to worship you. Come quickly, sweet Nemesis, I beg of you.
From freedom comes elegance.
Why so much fuss about sandwiches? I say put all three sandwiches in a blender and serve with ice.
You can get more with a kind word and a two-by-four than you can get with just a kind word.
It is as meaningful as a flag on a mud barge.
Passerby were amazed by the unusually large amounts of blood.
There's a pigeon on your head. You've got headpigeons. Get to the nurse before they spread to the other children.
If you are to be our voice, you must know our history.
Who can say what is right?
How many layers of irony can you invent?
I know you. You're my brother.
The Darkness is still Shining. Like Black Suns, like Fireflies of Enormous Size, like the Droppings of the Rhino that Ate the Moon.
Oh, Sydney... ooooh...
But surely, that wasn't you I was talking to? I never talk with anybody twice. I always talk with another. If it had been you I was talking to, then you were someone else.
I paid too much attention to a guard... bit into his eyeball. I meant it as a sign of affection.
Exploding duck theory...
A man makes his own density.
In 1996, the war was gathering. The pieces were slowly falling into place, laying the foundation for the greatest cataclysm anyone would ever know... and now we are here.
Look, it was deleted because, and I can't stress this enough, I don't know what I'm doing. Now, read that in a way that doesn't make me look bad.
It was bizarre. It rained all the way through Wyoming...
A world of blue... stars above, grass below, dreams all around. This is the world that we hear and feel and dream... close your eyes and see it too. Dream with me, beloved. Dream...
Every statement becomes more nonsensical if you say the word 'yes' after it, which makes no sense. Which is the point. To not make sense. Yes.
Accurate spelling is a side effect of eating too much walrus butt.
We are madness. Madness is legion. Madness does not forgive. Madness does not forget.
You can get more with a kind word and a two-by-four than you can get with just a kind word.
There is no reason for anything. Reason is merely an illusion we suffer, and an illusion we suffer for.
Death is cold and empty and full of cheese waffles.
The reason that I don't use a yo-yo in my live performances is that my previous attempts at yo-yoing have ended with my being struck in the genitals by a yo-yo.
Can't stop the signal. Can never stop the signal.
A rich imagination is not unhealthy! Contrarywise, it makes me prepared for dangerous situations. If we were to be invaded by little blue men with an obsession for spoons and sentences about masks, who do you think would survive their army of giant pink rhinos?
Yes, very tragic. Completely dead. No chance of ever finding him alive.
Consistency is key.
Where language might fail us, the poetries of maths and physics bring clarity.
I disapprove of what you say, but I will defend to the death your right to say it.
Enough of this. Enough of these games and wordplay, show and tell, mask and form...
Centuries of philosophical debate reduced to a potty joke. Nice.
No one in their right mind could fail to be fascinated by the prospect of ditch digging.
I became insane, with long intervals of horrible sanity.
The eyes are not here. There are no eyes here, in this valley of dying stars, in this hollow valley, this broken jaw of our lost kingdoms...
Is this the library? Have we come so far?
Who watches the watchers?
Mmm, lollipop.
The universe is perfect. Mess with it at your peril.
I truly love you. I just wish you could love me back one day.
Did you know it is improper to concatenate two sentences with a comma? Most people do not.
Gag me with a spoon!
There is method in my madness. There is madness in my method.
Your filesystem is not yet clean.
Every adventure requires a first step. Trite, but true, even here.
Life is like a box of chocolates... you never know what you're gonna get.
A picture's worth a thousand words.
I miss the good old days when skill, not technology, determined squishiness.
She tipped the ambassador in the pit and threw astrologers at him!
This is a blind way, but still you will persist... surely there must be something to be seen here, something worth the way... but it is only a blind way.
You just make one up. And then you have a cat.
Why so much fuss about sandwiches? I say put all three sandwiches in a blender and serve with ice.
Fidget spinners!
Non-sequitur.
Were you hurling insults? The other guy was hurling rocks. I hope you learned your lesson.
Then again, perhaps I just overthink things.
Any way the wind blows, nothing really matters.
When it comes to words, I'm willing to assume quite a lot.
I don't think I think as much as I used to think.
How do you like it: long or short?
My train went swimming in the piano.
We all need someone who will let us hold their bug.
What is a question?
What was that?
We'll do things that rich people do. We'll bathe in... fish. And eat our weight in chocolate buttons!
I surrendered my dreams of conquering the world when I realised that all I'd have to show for it would be the world.
Why are capitalists so surprised when capitalism works?
As they used to say of Carlos Santana: "Predictable, no. Recognizable, yes". In Santana's case it was meant as a compliment.
Go away and take me with you.
The music is almost parasitic, causing your skin to crawl, creeping up your spine and embedding itself in your brain.
Confusion is the elephant in the porcelain cupboard.
How many layers of irony can you invent?
Methought I was enamoured of an ass.
Press "F" to pay respects.
I do not know.
Only a child could do it.
But after the river of time washes away the memories, I see my works much as you do - as being exactly as I must have intended them to be.
Don't go towards the light! You'll fall and break your hip!
Shhhh. It dreams... you know what it dreams. You always knew.
House of Randoms, Fanged Fondue, Hatless Hatters... what will it be called next? Frankly, the thing never deserved a name in the first place.
Thanks... I think. I've never been a brick before.
Do you open doors? Do you shut them in your wake?
It's the silence... the damned, deafening silence...
Society's childhood dream of the future turned into a nightmarish grown-up reality.
Heavenly voices make undecipherable noises.
No.
Goodbye.
Trawling the archives is neat. It's like walking through a cavern where past explorers have scrawled on the walls as they went.
Destiny: the annoying supernatural obstructive bureaucrat whom you want to punch but can't so instead you set its paperwork on fire and do things your way.
Neutrinos pass through everything, no matter how dense.
There is always hope, even when it's cruel.
They are the logs... I dare not question them.
I have become torn between the idea of reality and the idea of perfection. The reality and the illusion mean nothing to me, now... only the ideas of the two.
Sun came out, and I walked on my feet and heard with my ears. I ate the bits, the bits stayed down, and I work. I function like I'm a girl. I hate it because I know it'll go away. The sun goes dark and chaos has come again. Bits. Fluids. What am I?!
Reality is just a minor detail for you, isn't it?
Our existence deforms the universe.
There ought to be laws against smugness.
All good things come with strings.
Ask. I see the questions burning in your mind.
How long would it take to grow a tree through a car?
This is not a game. In the real world, when you kill people, they die.
That's the funny thing about words. They're not mine. They're never mine. At least... not entirely.
Accurate spelling is a side effect of eating too much walrus butt.
Damn it all. My feet hurt, I'm hungry, and my arm is bleeding, and I've no way out. Had no way in, either. That's what caused the other problems, getting in...
It is a difference that makes a difference. I do not wish to go back.
I saw a world without end, without beginning, without light, without dark, without dream or desire. I found myself wanting a muffin.
Blast those engineers! They control the structures of the world, and yet what do they do with it? Nothing! Nothing at all!
Don't mess with a professional arsonist.
Non-sequitur.
Here the grass is singing, sigh of wind that brushes the grains... no cricket hops in this dry grass, no insect stirs. There is no life, only the dry grass singing.
I am become death, the destroyer of worlds.
Though the river tells no lies, standing at its shores, the dishonest man still hears them.
You have options.
We all lose our charms in the end, but diamonds... diamonds are a girl's best friend.
There is no memory before forgetting. The aliens aren't real until you make them up.
Other people are not me. To be not me, all I need to be is someone else.
The helicopter operates via helicoptation.
7.8/10, too much water.
We have come full circle.
Non-sequitur.
Eh, ignore this. It's under construction. It will always be under construction. Don't ignore that it is under construction.