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"The pleasure in this world, it has been said, outweighs the pain; or, at any rate, there is an even balance between the two. If the reader wishes to see shortly whether this statement is true, let him compare the respective feelings of two animals, one of which is engaged in eating the other."

Schopenhauer, Studies in Pessimism

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I got a little chicken

I got a little chicken

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Be honorable

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BRAIN PULSE MUSIC [Instructional Video] - Masaki Batoh

(Source: firstdarkride)

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Pro-life people should just bide their time

In a few generations the rest of us will have gone extinct.
But they don’t know that, because they’re creationists also.
They don’t know, also, that they’ll be dead too,
because of “Climate Change” 

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Michael Sowa
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Ash, Cinders, Use it all up, burn it all down, just don’t let them take you alive.
To live in resistance-that means to give up 
Each day’s bread for action, each night’s sleep for dreams 
To hang by a thread in the vacuum 
Between what is and what is to be. 
To lose fight after fight, without rest or respite 
And to win back the chance to take risks, to take flight 
The stakes that place life beyond price.

Yes we walk in darkness under ten thousand stars 
We embrace our desires even as they are torn from our arms 
That agony-that is our triumph that failure-that is our feat 
We are nothing and no one, fed on wanting alone 
And in wanting we’re almost complete 

We arrive here embattled, pursued and forlorn 
Rich in stories that cannot be told or be borne 
There’s so much I still want to say, want to do 
And I Know I won’t be here for long 
To fight 
Loss after loss, cost upon cost 
And in the settling dust 
The aftermath and despair 
To pick up the pieces and set out once again from there 

Yes we walked in the darkness 
Under ten thousand stars 
And awoke lost in deserts 
There we trembled and paused 
We were dragged by our demons 
Through hell and heaven above 
We wanted so badly to love life so madly 
That wanting was almost enough 
And though when we arrived, almost nothing remained 
Of the visions that had guided us over horizons 
And all destinations seemed foreign and strange 
That agony-that is our triumph 
That failure-that is our feat 
We’ve raised anchor forever 
The world lies in our wake 
And that ache 
There is nothing so sweet

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Manly Palmer Hall

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Pray for you, Super Punch

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Pray for you, Super Punch