[5379] in Central_America
New quotes for Thu Mar 31
daemon@ATHENA.MIT.EDU (Central America)
Thu Mar 31 04:54:58 1994
Date: Thu, 31 Mar 1994 04:54:12 -0500
From: Central America <root@charon.MIT.EDU>
To: ca-mtg@charon.MIT.EDU
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abbe (Abbe J Cohen):
Two big cardboard wheels, sturdily mounted to two splufty motors.
Motors mounted to a base cut out of Masonite.
Hook it up to a power supply and it works.
The wheels wobble a bit, though.
And several days later, it's still in the same state.
I will go work in the shop at 7am tomorrow, really....
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hdgrogan (Helene D Grogan):
Serious Thought for the Day:
When we lose the right to be different, we lose the privilege to be free.
Silly Thought for the Day:
Christopher Robin Hood: steals from the rich and gives to the Pooh.
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jtkohl (John T Kohl):
Oh, doing something or other, and enjoying it.
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kamon (Mattan Kamon):
Office: 36-881 x3-1205
Home: 143 Albany St. #135
Cambridge Ma. 02139
Phone: 577-1781
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klee58 (Karen Lee):
{from system: This user's .plan file is not world-readable}
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mwhitson (Michael Whitson):
Now they saw trains, many trains, all of them running on time, and the
trains criss-crossed Europe and ran 24 hours a day, and they all came
to a few destinations that were alike. There, the human cargo was
stamped, catalogued, processed, executed with gas, tabulated,
recorded, stamped again, cremated and disposed.
"This is Bureaucracy," said Dionysus, and he smashed his wine jug in
anger; beside him, his lynx glared balefully.
And then they saw the man who had ordered this, Adolf Hitler, wearing
the mask of Oliver Hardy, and he turned to a certain rich man, Baron
Rothschild, wearing the mask of Stanley Laurel, and they knew this was
the world created by the god Hegel and the angel Thesis meeting with
the demon Antithesis. Then Hitler spoke the eternal words: "Now look
what *you* made me do," he said.
-the Illuminatus! Trilogy, by Robert Shea and Robert Anton Wilson
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sgw (stephen g. wadlow):
Oh, captain, what are we hiding from?
You've been hiding from the start.
Did some lover steal your heart,
Or did the full moon make you mad?
Oh, captain, why these speechless seas
That never seem to land?
Oh I need to understand.
Could a little light be that bad?
I can see your hands are roughened
By the wheel and the rope.
I'd like to look to you for hope,
I think it's hiding there.
This boat is blacked out like a city
Awaiting bombers in the night.
Oh you hold your helm so tight,
And yet the sky seems so fair.
Who guides this ship
Dreaming through the seas
Turning and searching,
Whichever way you please?
Speak to me, I need to see your face,
Shadowy captain, in a darkened space.
If I were to spy a city
Floating just above the sea,
Could we stop
And look for me
Among those playing on the pier?
Or would you turn away knowing,
It was still a ways away,
And if I was there today
you could not see me all that clear.
Shadowy captain of a charcoal ship,
Trying to give the light the slip.
"shadow captain"
Words David Crosby; Lyrics Craig Doerge
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therese (Therese):
A waking world of innocence
So grave those first born cries
When life beings with needles and pins
It ends with swords and knives
... God save those born to die
-- Tears for Fears
The Seeds of Love
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yandros (Chad Phillip Brown):
And so she woke up
From where she was lying still
Said we got to do something about where we're going
Step on a steam train
Step out of the driving train
Maybe run from the darkness in the night
Singing Ha La La La De Day
Singing Ha La La La De Day
Sweet the sin
But the bitter taste in my mouth
I see seven towers
But I only see one way out
You got to cry without weeping
Talk without speaking
Scream without raising your voice, you know
I took the poison, from the poison stream,
Then I floated out of here
Singing Ha La La La De Day
Singing Ha La La La De Day
She runs through the streets
With her eyes painted red
Under black belly of cloud in the rain
In through a doorway she brings me
White gold and pearls stolen from the sea
She is raging
She is raging and the storm blows up in her eyes
She will suffer the needle chill
She is running to stand still
<a href="http://www.mit.edu:8001/people/yandros/home_page.html">chad</a>
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