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Human speech is like a cracked kettle on which we tap
crude rhythms for bears to dance to, while we long to make
music that will melt stars
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Luminous beings we are - not this crude matter.
Shall we dance?
Life may not be the party we hoped for, but while we're here we should dance.
We're as corrupt as any nation and we are calling the kettle black!
The sun, the moon and the stars would have disappeared long ago, had they happened to be within reach of predatory human hands.
-- Havelock Ellis (1859-1939), "The Dance of Life", 1923...
As long as the music's loud enough, we won't hear the world falling apart.
Another glorious Sierra day in which one seems to be dissolved and absorbed and sent pulsing onward we know not where.
Life seems neither long nor short, and we take no more heed to save time or make haste than do the trees and stars....
May we dance with your dates?
Confusion will be my epitaph as I walk a cracked and broken path If we make it we can all sit back and laugh but I fear that tomorrow we'll be crying.
-- King Crimson, "In the Court of the Crimson King...