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THERE IS NO FUTURE
UNLESS IT IS A DIFFERENT FUTURE

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For Whom Doth This Bell Toll? For Whom Can ANYthing Be Different?

February 16, 2007                                          © 2007 JAN COX

In a secret rebel laboratory (isn't it fun to use such words as "secret"?!!--anyway--) in a Secret rebel lab they refer to time as "fractured energy"…..(And in an outbuilding of that same subversive complex, one group had constructed what they call a "Time-A-Terrium" in which the present can be shown superimposed on any other time segment.

And to help carry on the glorious and silly verbal tradition, the creatures of this one reality all stood and declared,
"We shall NOT be fooled before our time!"

Modern, thoughtful minds have no choice but to reject any autopsy that reveals man as but flesh and guts.

Then not to be completely left out, one man announced,
"I will have no fear before it's time!--and immediately shouted,
"It's TIME--it's TIME!!"

Just because it's words for the collective
is no proof it's of individual value
to an active revolutionist.

At the side door to the log office, a chap said that it has just recently struck him that if "having an aim" and "having your way" were the same thing, god wouldn't have to try so hard.
(Splinters are cheap wholesale.)

From Our Little Curious View:
The more you seek reassurance of your understanding of the collective's view, the further you drift from being an individual self.

And a certain subversive tree surgeon had this little thought he kept for his self: "The majority may not always be right, but they're still NEVER right."

Then it finally came down to the Supreme Question
between the General and the Philosopher:
"Would you prefer to be holding four aces, or two pistols?"
(and a socially conscious duck noted, "Yeah, history's LIKE that. Quack.")

One night while sitting alone in his tent with a cold beer, one rebel sergeant--just for a fleeting, personal moment--smiled and thought of a revolutionist as a kind of gossip monger regarding life's private parts.

One day one guy suddenly had a suspicion of what was going on, but it turned out to be as fleeting as what was going on proved to be.

Two guys and a frog were sitting under a tree, and the first guy says, "I wish that people who look nice were nice," and the second guy says, "But they are," and the first guy says, "Naw, I really wish that people who look nice were nice," and the second guy says, "But they are," and the frog says, "Hey, the first guy's right."

Thus, in a sense, ordinary men can have no future since nothing is ever different for them than it is now--and, "No difference--No future.""Wow!" said one guy. "Wow! That sure gives me the bright reds and sparkling yellows!"

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