Thursday, August 18, 2011

The Hushed Whispers of the Soul, Build that Wall, to Tear it Down

"Friendship multiplies the good of life and divides the evil." - Baltasar Gracian

"The tragedy of sexual intercourse is the perpetual virginity of the soul." ~William B. Yeats

"To hear many religious people talk, one would think God created the torso, head, legs and arms, but the devil slapped on the genitals." ~Don Schrader

I am fascinated by sleep, but what I dream of is an entire world without it, perpetual light and hours innumerable without rest. Not the perpetual light of day, mind you, but the perpetual light generated for the purposes of fighting the night with heart and soul. Sleeping, lazily dreaming have always been a naughty vice, a shameful human habit. Be up before dawn, work till after dark, then fill your soul with companionship and sex, and then if you absolutely must, sleep a few moments before doing it all again. No one says it, no one lets it past their lips, but it is written everywhere and in the faces of every man and woman. Sleep is for the children, to keep them from spoiling our fun. Lets say it out in the open... lets let the words ring clear... We have conquered the world, we have conquered the human genome, and the very workings of the atom. What we dream of, what we are fevered with, what we fight with every corner of our being. We want to be wakeful forever, and throw off the shackles of that thief of the night.

"Without music life would be a mistake." ~Friedrich Wilhelm Nietzsche

"He who sings scares away his woes." ~Cervantes

"Men profess to be lovers of music, but for the most part they give no evidence in their opinions and lives that they have heard it." ~Henry David Thoreau

"Alas for those that never sing, But die with all their music in them!" ~Oliver Wendell Holmes

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