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I come from the land of the ice and snow.

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Tuesday Feb 22, 2005

Feb 22, 2005
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This is that fresh, that fresh feeling.

Sometimes you've just got to make yourself move on. Sometimes you've got to dance your ass off in your own living room while cooking. And if my life is going to be measured in songs listened to and pages read, then bring it on. Right now, that sounds like a fuckin' blast.

The world is like a ride at an amusement park. It goes up and down and round and round. It has thrills and chills and it's very brightly coloured and it's very loud and it's fun, for a while. Some people have been on the ride for a long time and they begin to question, is this real, or is this just a ride? And other people have remembered, and they come back to us, they say, "hey - don't worry, don't be afraid, ever, because, this is just a ride..." And we... kill those people. Ha ha "Shut him up." "We have a lot invested in this ride. Shut him up. Look at my furrows of worry. Look at my big bank account and my family. This just has to be real." It's just a ride. But we always kill those good guys who try and tell us that, you ever notice that? And let the demons run amok. Jesus murdered; Martin Luther King murdered; Malcolm X murdered; Gandhi murdered; John Lennon murdered; Reagan.... wounded. But it doesn't matter because: It's just a ride. And we can change it anytime we want. It's only a choice. No effort, no work, no job, no savings and money. A choice, right now, between fear and love.
The eyes of fear want you to put bigger locks on your doors, buy guns, close yourself off. The eyes of love, instead, see all of us as one.

-Bill Hicks, aka The Man
VIEW 5 of 5 COMMENTS
parks:
what the hell frown , I'm stretched pretty thin on Friday nothing is definite but I don't know if I'd be able to make it that night frown

whatever happens keep me posted
Feb 23, 2005
runk:
"Come to my window!"
Feb 23, 2005

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