Words Are Such Gross Machinery, So Primitive

Learning A Language Represents Training In The Delusions Of That Language.

Give Me A Lamp So I Can Find The Day.

Prisons Are Needed Only To Provide The Illusion That Courts And Police Are Effective. They're A Kind Of Job Insurance.

They Say They Seek Security And Quiet, The Condition They Call Peace. Even As They Speak They Create The Seeds Of Turmoil And Violence.

The Vision Of Time Is Broad, But When You Pass Through It, Time Becomes A Narrow Door.