ECT, ECT, ECT…
Final prep: Cool breeze for your veins
And the softly-spoken words that send you gently away from what’s to come.
“It’s in those eyes of yours, though” (‘Seven’)
It’s the look in their eyes, Oh God so rare, looking down in bed, meeting their gaze, and seeing wonder, fascination…God I miss that.
‘Snuff 2: The Resurrection’
“Someone on staff will get you your well deserved virus…”
“Yeah, I know, we have no feelings…no compassion…no empathy for our client’s suffering. Can I say something? What does that have to do with anything? In fact, the lawyer who shares his client’s pain – in my opinion – does his client such a grave disservice, he should have his license to practice law taken away. It clouds his judgement. And that’s as beneficial to his client as a doctor that recoils at the sight of blood.”
A library (an often majestic, beautiful structure with aspects of timelessness) is now, in this grand age, simply a very, very large backup drive. So since we don’t even need those books anymore (everything’s online, right?) would it really be THAT outrageous to suggest that book burnings are better than books sitting on their shelves, because hey, at least on fire they provide a little heat for homeless people.
Supersonic: A creeping riff falling off a cliff. Poor thing.
“What is fascinating about the Douglas character, as written and played, is the core of sadness in his soul. Yes, by the time we meet him, he has gone over the edge. But there is no exhilaration in his rampage, no release. He seems weary and confused, and in his actions he unconsciously follows scripts that he may have learned from the movies, or on the news, where other frustrated misfits vent their rage on innocent bystanders.”
“Intuition is the journey from A to Z without stopping at any other letter along the way. It is knowing without knowing why.”
“Do right by him, he’s a good guy. I wouldn’t be inside if it wasn’t for him.”
“No. No. Long Beach Mike is not your f@cking amigo, man. Long Beach Mike is a f@cking scumbag. He’s selling out his amigos. That’s what kind of a nice guy he f@cking is, alright?”
“Gradually trees became fewer, smaller, and less important. By the time the last fruit-bearing adult palm tree was cut, palms had long since ceased to be of economic significance. That left only smaller and smaller palm saplings to clear each year, along with other bushes and treelets. No one would have noticed the felling of the last small palm.”
“The new scientific truth does not triumph by convincing its opponents and making them see the light, but rather because its opponents eventually die, and a new generation grows up that is familiar with it.”
Aside bit: Perspectives…you know, that’s the name of the post…oh, yeah…that’s funny…
Meaningful bit: So I’ve realized this a few times at least, but I don’t think I’ve ever tried to capture it here…basically the awesome nature of subjectivity. Everyone goes through their lives – I think, at least – thinking what they think, believing what they believe, feeling what they feel…and everyone thinks that their own beliefs and opinions are “right”, everyone else just “doesn’t quite get it.”
But think about it…every person that has ever lived has had a perception that was at least the tiniest fraction different from every other person that has ever lived.
So don’t be so sure that your perspective is always “the right one.” Because everyone thinks that, and everyone is wrong.
“Herodotus asserts that if the Persians decided something while drunk, they made a rule to reconsider it when sober. Authors after Herodotus have added that if the Persians made a decision while sober, they made a rule to reconsider it when they were drunk.”
“…The moment that he completed telling me the story, while my body convulsed in laughter and my eyes swelled with tears, I felt that I really knew all that there was to know about Al. Would you like to hear the story? *pause, applause* Well I’m not going to tell it. And this is why: just when I thought that I could see into Al’s heart, talent, and mind as though his soul were encased in glass, I was reminded the depth of truth holds more mystery and magic than any cover or deceit could feign.” – A friend’s quote on a class act.
“The man of principle, that is, the man who, without any flourish of trumpets, titles of lordship or train of guards, without any notice of his action abroad, expecting none, takes in solitude the right step uniformly, on his private choice and disdaining consequences, does not yield, in my imagination, to any man.” – Ralph Waldo Emerson