AKS/News 0454 ( condensed )
02/03/89 - Copyright 1989 J. M. Cox
...and Kyroot said:
There is an unrecognized tyranny to uncertainty.
When the combination between the knower and the knowledge is
just right, revolutionist data can work not unlike a psychedelic
drug, forging new neural connections, except these are not
All deals are big deals to little dealers.
Are there really any nouns? For instance, in a
sentence/idea such as, "Men (noun) run (verb)," does run actually
exist outside of a noun doing it? Does "run" exist when no one
is there to do it? Are all verbs just nouns alive? And nouns
just verbs in potential? To a revolutionist, these areas would
be of interest in regards to his mind's mutual captivity to its
perceptions, and not merely on a linguistic basis.
Said one sad case in the city, "I survive by apologies
Part of the benefit, and unrecognized intrigue of civilized
sports is not simply in the physical movements, but also in that
it causes one to look around more.
Jealousy can be seen as a mis-diagnosed city awareness that
man doesn't really ever own ANYTHING.
One guy said, "I saw it coming," and all around him nodded
In a more complex sense, a revolutionist knows that what
took place was true yesterday, and that what must take place will
be valid tomorrow; it's what people call "now" that will forever,
to them, remain vague, uncontrollable, and generally useless...
almost as though there were no such time.
I've got one more personal submission for the ole Safe
Statement Award: "May I then rely on receiving any suggestions
or corrections you may have?"
While numbers are a necessary tool, they can also furnish
the basis for pleasant hobbies; but nothing matches the hearty
laughter in a revolutionist as when city folks turn them into
One ole sorehead declared, "If god hadda wanted us all to be
Christians he wouldn't 'ave given Jesus such a funny last name."
Overheard a chap in that new little bar over near that old
little bar say that in regards to his overall environment, he's
finally come to the conclusion that his brain's wired up to a
different area code.
Here's one you can inscribe on a coin to flip during the
next triaxial solar wind storm: If you only do what you've always
done, you'll always be who you've always been, but-and-
furthermore, if you're only who you've always been, you'll only
do what you've always done. (Tidy, eh what?)
It is the rulers and leaders of governments and institutions
who most eloquently sing the joys of necessity for fidelity and
patriotism, yet they feel it the least. What'dya make of
that?...internally, where it counts?
I heard one man in the city recently proclaim that he was
surely suffering from "cerebral cellulite."
In the city, some methods of distinguishing the ruling,
upper classes is by their interests and hobbies which are totally
useless, and that their time seems continually ill spent, if not
wasted, and that much of what they consume is questionable for
its price. Sounds not totally unlike some revolutionists, what.
Don't look for enlightening transport in systems that
require "exact change."
A revolutionist should -- no, make that MUST be a moving
The answer is, Life, genes, and accidents. Now what's your