Folded Thought of the Day:


It's a sudden realization of a virtual feeling.  A metaphoric 
contemplation...signified at certain moments by a realized 
foray into this little understood realm of simple desire.

Ha!

Come see for yourself.  The door is open and the super 
highway is open for business.  Paving this brave new 
world from here to eternity.  Burrowing tunnels through 
mountain ranges and casting metal expressions of all our 
hopes from shore to shore.  

Aren't you in luck?  They've recently begun experimenting 
with new forms of alternative energy.  Harnessing all our 
hidden fears and nervous energy and untapped potential. 
Going to roll it up in a big ball of stoic fusion.  Fueling 
all our escapes.  

Packing it all in, the philosopher runs down to the corner 
market for a pack of smokes and the classified ads.  Letting 
the rats out of their mazes.  Who can afford the cheese?  
After having tried to save the world all these years, might 
as well start an epidemic.  

Not that anybody would notice.  With this ever expanding 
lack of awareness taking all of us by the throats.  Faster 
and faster we spin.  But sooner or later, things are going 
to start falling down.  Start?  Gotta take matters into our 
hands.  Turn this paradigm on its ringing ear.  

Yeah, well what's in it for me?

I'm going to pretend I didn't hear that.  You there, wipe 
that smirk off your face and sit up straight.  Now open 
your textbooks to page 803,959.  Ballistic Mythology, 
Ghetto Warriors and the Fine Art of Turning Mockery into 
a Mockery of Itself:  The Urban Assault of Cool and the 
Constraints of Freedom.  

Anybody here been reading ahead?  Any thoughts before
we continue? 

Yeah, I know, it's just a dimestore novel.  But you'd be 
surprised just how far the author might have gone.  Given 
the opportunity.  


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