Hallelujah!!!
On Jan 23, 2010, at 3:53 PM, John Carl wrote: > So I found this great site full of Tom Robbins Quotes, and I gathered them > for proper dispersal to the deserving parties: > > > > > For Horse, > > I can only hope that, upon learning of my imminent execution, Good > Samaritans in Colorado will be moved to ship me a plump love apple from > their backyard patch - and should they happen to be friendly with Hunter S. > Thompson, perhaps persuade him to inject it with a little something > beforehand. Hunter will know just what I mean, and trust me, it won't affect > the taste of the tomato.* > > > *When I wrote those lines, Thompson was alive and blooming. Now, with his > sad demise, still more color has faded out of the American scene. Where are > the men today whose lives are not beige; where are the writers whose style > is not gray?" > > > For Platt and Ham, > > "Conservatives understand Halloween, liberals only understand Christmas. If > you want to control a population, don't give it social services, give it a > scary adversary." > > > "The rich are the most discriminated-against minority in the world. Openly > or covertly, everybody hates the rich because, openly or covertly, everybody > envies the rich. Me, I love the rich. Somebody has to love them. Sure, a lot > o’ rich people are assholes, but believe me, a lot o’ poor people are > assholes, too, and an asshole with money can at least pay for his own > drinks." > > > "As any car freak will tell you, the old models are the most beautiful, even > if they aren't the most efficient. People who sacrifice beauty for > efficiency get what they deserve.’ > > For Bo, > > "Those people who recognise that imagination is reality's master, we call > sages, and those who act upon it, we call artists." > > For Mary, > > "Three of the four elements are shared by all creatures, but fire was a gift > to humans alone. Smoking cigarettes is as intimate as we can become with > fire without immediate excruciation. Every smoker is an embodiment of > Prometheus, stealing fire from the gods and bringing it on back home. We > smoke to capture the power of the sun, to pacify Hell, to identify with the > primordial spark, to feed on the marrow of the volcano. It's not the tobacco > we're after but the fire. When we smoke, we are performing a version of the > fire dance, a ritual as ancient as lightning. > Does that mean that chain smokers are religious fanatics? You must admit > there's a similarity. > > The lung of the smoker is a naked virgin thrown as a sacrifice into the > godfire." > > > For Krimel, > > "Just because you're naked doesn't mean you're sexy. Just because you're > cynical doesn't mean you're cool." > > For Lu, > > "Whenever a state or an individual cited 'insufficient funds' as an excuse > for neglecting this important thing or that, it was indicative of the extent > to which reality had been distorted by the abstract lens of wealth. During > periods of so-called economic depression, for example, societies suffered > for want of all manner of essential goods, yet investigation almost > invariably disclosed that there were plenty of goods available. Plenty of > coal in the ground, corn in the fields, wool on the sheep. What was missing > was not materials but an abstract unit of measurement called 'money.' It was > akin to a starving woman with a sweet tooth lamenting that she couldn't bake > a cake because she didn't have any ounces. She had butter, flour, eggs, > milk, and sugar, she just didn't have any ounces, any pinches, any pints. > The loony legacy of money was that the arithmetic by which things were > measured had become more valuable than the things themselves." > > For Arlo, > > "To the extent that this world surrenders its richness and diversity, it > surrenders its poetry; to the extent that it relinquishes its capacity to > surprise, it relinquishes its music; to the extent that it loses its ability > to tolerate ridiculous and even dangerous exceptions, it loses its grace." > > For Ian, > > "How can one person be more real than any other? Well, some people do hide > and others seek. Maybe those who are in hiding--escaping encounters, > avoiding surprises, protecting their property, ignoring their fantasies, > restricting their feelings, sitting out the Pan pipe hootchy-kootchy of > experience--maybe those people, people who won't talk to rednecks, or if > they're rednecks won't talk to intellectuals, people who're afraid to get > their shoes muddy or their noses wet, afraid to eat what they crave, afraid > to drink Mexican water, afraid to bet a long shot to win, afraid to > hitchhike, jaywalk, honky-tonk, cogitate, osculate, levitate, rock it, bop > it, sock it, or bark at the moon, maybe such people are simply inauthentic, > and maybe the jackleg humanist who says differently is due to have his > tongue fried on the hot slabs of Liar's Hell. Some folks hide, and some > folks seek, and seeking, when it's mindless, neurotic, desperate, or > pusillanimous can be a form of hiding. But there are folks who want to know > and aren't afraid to look and won't turn tail should they find it--and if > they never do, they'll have a good time anyway because nothing, neither the > terrible truth nor the absence of it, is going to cheat them out of one > honest breath of earth's sweet gas." > > > > For Ron, > > > "Our purpose is to consciously, deliberately evolve toward a wiser, more > liberated and luminous state of being; to return to Eden, make friends with > the snake, and set up our computers among the wild apple trees. Deep down, > all of us are probably aware that some kind of mystical evolution - a > melding into the godhead, into love - is our true task. Yet we suppress the > notion with considerable force because to admit it is to acknowledge that > most of our political gyrations, religious dogmas, social ambitions and > financial ploys are not merely counterproductive but trivial. Our mission is > to jettison those pointless preoccupations and take on once again the > primordial cargo of inexhaustible ecstasy. > > Or, barring that, to turn out a good thin-crust pizza and a strong glass of > beer. " > > > For myself, > > > "The world is a wonderfully weird place, consensual reality is significantly > flawed, no institution can be trusted, certainty is a mirage, security a > delusion, and the tyranny of the dull mind forever threatens -- but our > lives are not as limited as we think they are, all things are possible, > laughter is holier than piety, freedom is sweeter than fame, and in the end > it's love and love alone that really matters." > > > > For All, > > "They glared at him the way any intelligent persons ought to glare when > what they need is a smoke, a bite, a cup of coffee, a piece of ass, or a > good fast-paced story, and all they're getting is philosophical aphorisms." > Moq_Discuss mailing list > Listinfo, Unsubscribing etc. > http://lists.moqtalk.org/listinfo.cgi/moq_discuss-moqtalk.org > Archives: > http://lists.moqtalk.org/pipermail/moq_discuss-moqtalk.org/ > http://moq.org.uk/pipermail/moq_discuss_archive/ _______________________________________________________________________ Shoot for the moon. 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