There comes a dawning in the mind. A realization that of the greatest
minds of a nation, a simple lottery between two stooges is upsetting.
Flying Lotus emerges in my mind. A time for creativity and
crysalization. Rodney Brooks on robotics. A time not for angry music but
for remixing Marvin Gaye. Meanwhile, it is only fair to note that in the
white world there is the tree yggdrasil. Tree talk has told us that it
is the same tree the upside-down one. That if you live under an oak you
must worship it. Every uniform has a hierarchy, every hierarchy has a
limit, and above all limits we find the aesir. The prisoner, again.
Above the kkk is the spirtual worl and above the wurl come sometimes
manifestations from other music. Where would America be without trade,
and textiles and black music? Perhaps Oberon was born into this world.
Perhaps the heighest height of the faerie kingdom, of dryads of aelf did
visit us. And he came to us, from faerie and we trod him down. And I
understand now. And when a man and a woman love each-other, it is fair
to say between them only this "I can't breathe". They say we didn't lose
a soldier, their loss is ours to gain. I understand this.
Will machines exceed human intelligence? Another selection. Mark
Pritchard OT. Does Phat Kat qualify as detroit? He's got flow.
With peace,
C
