We are the chin choppers and the golly woppers,
and soon we shall discuss the amputation of your head.
We are your singing garbage men, Sir and Madam, and we march in cadence behind you chanting rhymes that some think odd
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We have your eoliths and your mesoliths and your neoliths. We have your Babylons and your Pompeiis, your Caesars and your chromium-plated (vital-ingredient-impregnated) artifacts.
We have your bloody hatchets and your Hiroshimas. We march in spite of Hell, we do -
Atrophy, Entropy, and Proteus Vulgaris,
teling bawdy jokes about a farm girl named Eve
and a traveling salesman called Lucifer
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We bury your dead and their reputations.
We bury you. We are the centuries
-Canticle for Leibowitz
I've just finished reading Canticle for Leibowitz, amazing book by the way, recommended. Just wanted to share that little bit because it made me laugh.






I hope you still check your DA because I just tackled you (european style)!
<3
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Liebe, Hilary <3
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Liebe, Hilary <3
weird.
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Liebe, Hilary <3
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Liebe, Hilary <3
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Viele Liebe,
<3 Hilary
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