-Volume 7, 1 January, 1998 -

THOUGHTS, VERSES, QUOTES...
-contributions of Lt. Peregrine [Morale Officer]-

THOUGHT

"Now it was not an assault on reason. That's been much misinterpreted. It was an assault on hyper-rationalizations, you know, this fake science, fake cover-up, quasi-logical reasoning. The best example might be the inadequate science of the nuclear era. Although, like the sorcerer's apprentice, [scientists] were able to conjure up the power of the bomb, they weren't able to take care of the detritus and the waste products of the bomb. They still have not been able to. It's a half-assed science. It's not a real science.... The sciences that we were interested in, or arts, particularly from the mid-'40s, were some breakthroughs of consciousness or new consciousness-- let's say a spiritual revolution that took form in changes in the literary method, bringing up the old literary forms and the release of a new energy."

War n. A by-product of the arts of peace. The most menacing political condition is a period of international amity. The student of history who has not been taught to expect the unexpected may justly boast himself inaccessible to the light. "In time of peace prepare for war" has a deeper meaning than is commonly discerned; it means, not merely that all things earthly have an end -- that change is the one immutable and eternal law -- but that the soil of peace is thickly sown with the seeds of war and singularly suited to their germination and growth. It was when Kubla Khan had decreed his "stately pleasure dome" -- when, that is to say, there were peace and fat feasting in Xanadu -- that he "heard from afar, Ancestral voices prophesying war."

One of the greatest of poets, Coleridge was one of the wisest of men, and it was not for nothing that he read us this parable. Let us have a little less of "hands across the sea," and a little more of that elemental distrust that is the security of nations. War loves to come like a thief in the night; professions of eternal amity provide the night.

--Ambrose Bierce on WAR, The Devil's Dictionary--

All truth wait in all things, they neither hasten their delivery nor resist it.

--Walt Whitman, Song of Myself--

VERSE

Once again
my sweetheart
found me in town

I was hiding from
love's rapture
I was escaping from the tavern
but soon I was found

What's the use of running
no soul can escape
no use hiding
I've been found a hundred times

I thought I could hide
in a crowded city
how can I when I was found
among my own crowded secrets

Now I celebrate with joy
now I'm happy with my luck
just because no matter how
hard I hide I am found

How can I hide
when all over the marks
spotting the path of
my bleeding hunted heart

And finally my beloved
handed me as I was found
the cup of wine that washes away
all the worries and unhappiness of the world

QUOTE

"The point of all this is EXACTLY the point."

Tulugak tore his beak from his face, giving birth to man. Man used up everything the Raven had created, so he came back to earth and said, "Man you shall strike down the door of the first house you see, and put an end to every soul! Do away with the young, the strong, the old and the weak. Then do away with yourself. In time I will come back--"

--James Morrison, Idle Wheels--

Japanese : Dattara, hitotsu dake chuukoko ga aru. Shinu hodo itai zo..

English: Then I have just one piece of advice for you. Dying hurts like hell...

--Hiro Yuy--

FUNEE

"My school motto was "Monsanto incorpori glorius maxima copia" which in Latin means "When the going gets tough, the tough go shopping".

A gossip talks about others, a bore talks about himself and a brilliant conversationallist talks about you!

--Anon--

Snarky Police Officer: What are you grinning at?
Owaru Ryudo: This is my first interrogation. Will you wear me down by telling me how my family is suffering?

Nijikawa: I never thought you'd join the army.
Sarge Mizuchi: I just like guns. Running around, scaring defenseless people. I love it!

Random woman on street: (responding to a reporter's questions on the Dragon in Tokyo) Dragon's belong on bowls of Chinese noodles. Nowhere else.

Tsuzuku: Name's Tsuzuku. I'm the pacifist in the family.Nice to meet you.

Sohryuden:Legend Of the Four Kings
"I knew I would regret doing that someday."
"What Bones?"
"Connecting Spock's vocal cords."

--Dr McCoy and Captain Kirk, Star Trek, 'Spock's Brain'--

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