Tuesday, February 23, 2010


You take the trouble to construct a civilization, to build a society based on the principles of... of principle.
You make government and art and realize that they are, must be, both the same.
You bring things to the saddest of all points, to the point where there is something to lose.
Then, all at once, through all the music, through all the sensible sounds of men building, attempting, comes the Dies Irae.
And what is it?
What does the trumpet sound?
Up yours.


  1. the problem with principle is that it is never reality.

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  3. "George..." as in Who's Afraid of Virginia Woolf?

  4. I enjoy reading your blog..thank you for droppin in my blog..


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