What a gorgeous moon last night, it glowed like all moons should. Air was clear too.
Even my baby noticed, 3 years old and already looking heavenwards.
Thursday, 25 June 2009
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No man is an island, Entire of itself. Each is a piece of the continent, A part of the main. If a clod be washed away by the sea, Europe is the less. As well as if a promontory were. As well as if a manner of thine own Or of thine friend’s were. Each man’s death diminishes me, For I am involved in mankind. Therefore, send not to know For whom the bell tolls, It tolls for thee.
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"We're all in the gutter, but some of us are looking at the stars."
Oscar Wilde, google says it was.
I thought it was Einstein.
But yes, that's the truth.
..and then some of us are plotting how best to use the resources offered by the stars for bolstering our personal empires.
Love,
Terri in Joburg
Resist, do not comply.
Yeah, bombing the moon too, you catch that?
*sigh* I hope the aliens eat the bomb. Apparently last time nasa planned an explosion on the moon, the oxygen cylinder malfunctioned inexplicablty.
I also ever understood why people want to be there.
It's there, lifeless, i'm here, and need life. What's so hard?
peace
They must've discovered Dr. Evil's lair.
But my new philosophy is that no one gets a free pass. Life is cruel, but it doesn't take sides.
These megaconglomerated shitheads will get exactly what they want, an assload of money, and that's all they will ever have. And I'm laughing my ass off. ...In a metaphysical sense.
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