Well, I used to stand for something
Now I'm on my hands and knees
Traded in my god for this one
And he signs his name with a capital G

Words are always and forever beautiful lies, the enemies of logic,
when you hear them you should run away, seal your ears with wax or
strike yourself in the head with a brick until you are unconscious.

You are about to be manipulated with words, and then it will be too late.

When the overall growth of something is so rapid that an idiotic
decision no longer causes any immediate losses, the number of such
decisions will grow without bounds until the losses materialize.

Remember that you need a name for the colour blue when you build
a narrative, but not in action - the thinker lacking a word for
'blue' is handicapped; not the doer.

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