The Winston Tunnel scene, via tazti!

Based on the text found at:

http://aynrandcontrahumannature.blogspot.com/2007/10/that-winston-tunnel-scen…

As the title came closer They saw at the edge of the sky fire to the south in avoidance space and rock In a spot of living fire twisting in the mean . States They did not know what it was indeed not care to learn. Space

It is said that contest fees are a matter of fewer chance And there were those who would have said that the passengers of the c ommon or not guilty are responsible for The thing that happened to them.

Was a professor of sociology Hoopla and individual ability was of no consequence The individual effort is futile That in individual conscience is the useless luxury And that is masses that count not name

The man in room at seven card number two Was a journalist who wrote that it was proper and moral to use compulsion For a good cause who believe that he had The right to unleash physical force upon others To rectify its rival in the shins strangle desires Violate convictions to Imprisoned to despoil to murder For the sake of whatever he chose to consider As his own idea of a good cause Which do not even have to be an idea Since he had never defined what he regarded As the good But it merely stated that he went by a feeling A feeling on restrained by any knowledge Since he considered a motion superior to knowledge And like solely on his own good intentions and the power of a gallon

The women who May 10 car number three Was an elderly schoolteacher who had spent her life Turning to access their class of helpless children and the misery book our By teaching them that the will of the majority is the only standard of good and evil And that a majority may do anything it pleases That they must not assert their own personalities But must do is others were doing

The man and drawing room the car number four was a newspaper publisher who believe that men were able by nature and unfit for freedom Back to basic interests If left unchecked Archer of the lion tamer one another And therefore men must be ruled by Allies robbery and murder Which must be made the school said privilege of rules For the purpose of forcing them to work Teaching them to the moral and keeping them within the bounds of order and justice

Demanding and reach car number five was a businessman who would require his business and or mine With the help of a government loan Under the equalization of opportunity pale

The man in Troy, a car number six With the finance ear when made a fortune By buying frozen railway bonds And getting his friends in Washington that the freeze them

The man in C. five car number seven was a worker who believe that he had a right to a job whether his employer one of them are not

The woman admits a scar number eight was a lecture Globally and act as a consumer She had a right to transportation weather railroad people wish to provide Internet

The men and women to card number nine was a professor of economics Whoever came to the abolition of private property Explaining that intelligence plays no part Industrial production that man’s mind is conditioned by Mr. Il tools That anybody can run a factory or railroad and it’s only a matter of seizing the machinery

The woman and injuring the car number ten was a mother when hundred children to sleep in the person of her Carefully talking them in protecting them from drafts and jolts A mother whose husband how the government job enforcing directives When she defended by saying I don’t care if it’s only the bridge that they hurt After all MS think of my children

The man who made three car number eleven was assuming the owner of a corrupt sheet vinyl plays Into which as a social message he inserted cowardly Little did seventies to the fact that all businessmen were scoundrels

The woman he met nine car number twelve was a housewife who believe that she had the right to elect politicians of whom she knew nothing to control giant industries in which she had no knowledge

Demanding better mask our number thirteen was a lawyer who had sent me a find a way to get along underneath the

The man and then to make our number fourteen was a professor of philosophy, there is no mind how do you know the titles dangerous No reality how can you prove that the public’s faith No logic how can you claim that range cannot move without motive power No principle/into the bound by the laws of cause and effect No rights why shouldn’t you attachment to their jobs by force No morality box moral about coming over El Toro No absolutes what difference does it make you have you ever die anyway The top of me know nothing quite close the orders of your superiors That would never be certain of anything how do you know you’re right But even that we must act and the expediency of the moment you don’t want to risk your job do you

The manager on the card number fifteen was an error when it aired in his fortune in which kept repeating why should they aren’t being the only one permitted to manufacture. Now

The man and better make our number sixteen was a humanitarian who would send them into the Illini I do not care what are if they are made to suffer They must be penalized support the incompetent Frankly I do not care whether this is just are not I take pride in a caring to grant any justice to the evil We’re mercy to the needy is concerned

These passengers were awake There was a man aboard the train who did not sure what are more of their ideas As the training that the title the flame of whites torch was the last thing they saunter

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Short poems based on speech recognition!

OK . I just got this new speech recognition program Which I am using two bright this email right now . Spain’s Here is a short series of I’m going to call them homes, space Based on this speech recognition programs dictation function .

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I want to tell you all about this speech recognition program I’m using right now,
I’d love it and it allows me I’m a bit like a fluffy fluffy Don
I don’t need it at all I love it because they did it would be an evil Marichal
As I am a bit like jelly it tastes yummy just like jelly I’d only trained iThis is the best program I have ever done did in my life t wants which is probably why it’s making so many errors
It also inserts text into the middle of other text which I didn’t wanted to do
But it did in anyway because I think it loves me and I think it’s trying to make this column special
It’s not a column it’s a problem you don’t like the word do you you really like the word, look at me and Allied laughed so it’s going to be all messed up
The video tapes let me tell you something about videotapes Videotapes are made of Mylar which is a form of plastic You can stretch Mylar you can help that you can without someone updated and modify them like a big giant could prove of plastic video eight I’m just going available so more about things that come into my mind to see how this thing done as I would now like to talk about fruit loops From the old are a wonderful cereal they are not made of metal They are perhaps made of corn or wheat or permit Permit maybe perhaps rights The Udall what is also made a rise rice checks hold on to a half to go to the laundry The It No I have returned from the hell that is laundry I believe when I left I was talking about rice checks I am speaking very slowly very loudly and verBirds y distinctly I sound like a Jack S. Although it’s so cute kids and certain text from you again

Birds

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Copies

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Flags

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Yeah

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Setting

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Boring

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100 Per cent

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Pregnancy

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Turkey is

Goble Goble Goble That is the noise turkeys may I feel like I am writing a children’s story about turkey’s That’s fine because I love turkeys I love turkeys you love turkeys everyone in the whole damn universe should love turkeys Turkey’s have fathers And mothers And fathers And leagues And Williams No not Williams lanes Wings That’s right wing’s just like the Max Seatac

Linda Helicopters

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A good example of why I find unitary theories to be a problem.

By unitary theories, I mean theories that propose there is a single something, usually you get this in connection with the origin/purpose of religion. Oh religion came from fear of death, religion provides social cohesion, religion is a neurosis, religion came from the soul which came from somebody’s contemplation of dreams and death, and so on. My thought is that religion, or any human sphere of endeavor for that matter, is far too complicated to admit of a single point of origin or reason for being. As an example, people believe in religions for various reasons, not simply assuaging their fear of death.

Enter this article on Buddhist scripture.

http://www.tricycle.com/feature/whose-buddhism-truest?page=0,0

We have with Buddhist texts a similar idea, if we go back far enough, there will be a single correct set of Buddhist texts. In a way this makes sense, if the texts are the recorded words of a founder, we’d expect there to be a single accurate version, because the founder only said one set of words. But think of any story, or a family, which the article gives as an example.

I might tell one story, but I might tell it differently at different times. Different people will tell it in their own way, likely capturing all of the salient details, but using their own wording. Likely some of that wording will come from me, if I tell it particularly well, but certainly not all of it. I’m not proposing a game of telephone here, where the story gets corrupted, let me make that perfectly clear. I am saying there are multiple versions of the story, both from myself and others.

By this point, the application to any textual tradition should be clear, but it also applies to other sorts of questions, hence the title of this post. I think the situation of Buddhist scriptures perfectly illustrates why, unless we have good reason to think otherwise, seeking a single reason for something’s origin, persistence, somebody’s beliefs, and so forth is wrong.

Work or Entertaining Birdseed, older recordings part mbili!

Refer to previous post for, well let’s call them lyrics I guess. Oh hell, here, just have some duplication.

Work or Entertaining Birdseed.mp3
The filename is taken from the subject of some spam email I got, I thought it fit for some reason. Tabla, bongos, guitar, jew’s harp, and rambling idiocy. I’m providing the rambling idiocy. The bongo guy gets a bit loud at points, but I think it should be pretty understandable. Anyway, if not, here are the words.

Me: I Feel like we should hav
e some poetry going.

Jud: Yeah probably.

me:

The other day I was, I was staring at my clok, and I was looking at the clock and the hands were going and I’m like, “Oh my God, I’m late!” And then suddenly realized no wait no I’m not wait, late, the hands are going backwards! And I’m like, “why is my clock going backwards?” That’s what I was thinking to myself and then suddenly there was a chipmunk on my dresser.

I’m like, “a chipmunk, what is it doing?” It was eating all of my money out of my wallet. I loved it. I said, “go chipmunk. Eat all of my money. Destroy the fabric of consumerist society and capitalism!” And it said, “buddy, I’m not about destroying the fabric of consumerist society and capitalism, the money just tastes damn good. It’s what I like to eat. Because, it’s got that wonderful ink, and the paper’s made out of … something that’s not ordinary paper I forget what it’s made out of.”

Then suddenly I was on a rocketship, flying to the, to the moon! Then I got there and they said: “Son, the moon is closed. The last time you came here in 1969, you left your flag all over it, you left garbage all over, you took our rocks … We’re closing the moon son, you can’t come back.” And I said “but, but I just wanna walk on the moon, I, I wanna be all bouncy too like the astronauts, I wanna, I wanna leap fifteen feet into the air!” They said, “son, we don’t care. The moon is closed.”

And I, I went back on my rocketship, back to my house, with no money, and a clock running backwards, and the chipmunk was still on the dresser. He was still looking for more money and I said, “you ate it all man, you can’t have any more.” And he said, “well go out and work. Go make some more.” And then, I did, I did go out and work because, well once the moon had been closed, there was just no point to life anymore, so I figured “why not, I’ll, I’ll go work sure, I’ll go make more money for the chipmunk.” And then I made more money for the chipmunk, and the chipmunk ate it all up.

And now, that’s all I do. I go out, I work, I make money, I bring the money back home, the chipmunk eats the money right in front of me, and I go to sleep. And I get up and I work again. Ya know the amazing part is now that I think about it, the amazing part is that I’m still alive. I’ve been doin’ this for about five years now and, since the chipmunk eats all of my money I, I can’t buy any food! So I don’t know why I’m not dead because that’s all I do. I get up, I work, I make money for the chipmunk, the chipmunk eats it, I come home, and I fall asleep. It’s almost like I’m falling into a coma that’s how hard I work and it’s all for that damned chipmunk.

I mean, why a chipmunk, why, why couldn’t it be like a muskrat or something? I’d work for a muskrat. That would be cool, you’d go up to people and they’d say “what do you do?” And I’d go, “I work for a muskrat.” “Really! Does it pay you?” “No it eats all my damn money!” That’s what I’d say.

A bunch of old recordings.

I wrote up a file on these already, so here it is. Enjoy! It’ll need to be split into parts, so refer back to this thing for all the details.

Here’s stuff from various sources, only one from a gig, really? Could have sworn I had more of these. I’ll have to work on extracting more later.

deportees.mp3
This is Hotfoot Powder, the group I sometimes played with before the main guy, Jud, took off to Canada for school, Ca. 2005. Jud is singing and playing guitar, I’m doing jew’s harp. Recorded live at a gig on my old minidisc. I believe this is in G.

Recordings from the Porch!

Back when we were doing gigs we went over to this guy’s house, he played tablas. Eventually one of his neighbors showed up with bongos or something.

Back to
Mother Earth, 60s style.mp3
This is Jud playing guitar and singing again, me on flute, and the other guy on tablas. I believe this is an old blues, Roosevelt Sikes?, somebody. I like this recording, despite its problems. With a little work it could really be great. Like maybe if I practiced the damn flute eh? I do believe the flute’s in G though I may have been playing in C.

Easy Rider, 8-be
at rhythm.mp3
Guitar, vocals, tabla, and jew’s harp. Another old blues, everybody’s done this one but it’s probably based on Lead Belly’s version, if I know Jud. I do believe this was in A.

Work or Entertaining Birdseed.mp3
The filename is taken from the subject of some spam email I got, I thought it fit for some reason. Tabla, bongos, guitar, jew’s harp, and rambling idiocy. I’m providing the rambling idiocy. The bongo guy gets a bit loud at points, but I think it should be pretty understandable. Anyway, if not, here are the words.

Me: I Feel like we should have some poetry going.

Jud: Yeah probably.

me:

The other day I was, I was staring at my clok, and I was looking at the clock and the hands were going and I’m like, “Oh my God, I’m late!” And then suddenly realized no wait no I’m not wait, late, the hands are going backwards! And I’m like, “why is my clock going backwards?” That’s what I was thinking to myself and then suddenly there was a chipmunk on my dresser.

I’m like, “a chipmunk, what is it doing?” It was eating all of my money out of my wallet. I loved it. I said, “go chipmunk. Eat all of my money. Destroy the fabric of consumerist society and capitalism!” And it said, “buddy, I’m not about destroying the fabric of consumerist society and capitalism, the money just tastes damn good. It’s what I like to eat. Because, it’s got that wonderful ink, and the paper’s made out of … something that’s not ordinary paper I forget what it’s made out of.”

Then suddenly I was on a rocketship, flying to the, to the moon! Then I got there and they said: “Son, the moon is closed. The last time you came here in 1969, you left your flag all over it, you left garbage all over, you took our rocks … We’re closing the moon son, you can’t come back.” And I said “but, but I just wanna walk on the moon, I, I wanna be all bouncy too like the astronauts, I wanna, I wanna leap fifteen feet into the air!” They said, “son, we don’t care. The moon is closed.”

And I, I went back on my rocketship, back to my house, with no money, and a clock running backwards, and the chipmunk was still on the dresser. He was still looking for more money and I said, “you ate it all man, you can’t have any more.” And he said, “well go out and work. Go make some more.” And then, I did, I did go out and work because, well once the moon had been closed, there was just no point to life anymore, so I figured “why not, I’ll, I’ll go work sure, I’ll go make more money for the chipmunk.” And then
I made more money for the chipmunk, and the ch

ipmunk ate it all up.

And now, that’s all I do. I go out, I work, I make money, I bring the money back home, the chipmunk eats the money right in front of me, and I go to sleep. And I get up and I work again. Ya know the amazing part is now that I think about it, the amazing part is that I’m still alive. I’ve been doin’ this for about five years now and, since the chipmunk eats all of my money I, I can’t buy any food! So I don’t know why I’m not dead because that’s all I do. I get up, I work, I make money for the chipmunk, the chipmunk eats it, I come home, and I fall asleep. It’s almost like I’m falling into a coma that’s how hard I work and it’s all for that damned chipmunk.

I mean, why a chipmunk, why, why couldn’t it be like a muskrat or something? I’d work for a muskrat. That would be cool, you’d go up to people and they’d say “what do you do?” And I’d go, “I work for a muskrat.” “Really! Does it pay you?” “No it eats all my damn money!” That’s what I’d say.