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Own a musket for home defense, since that's what the founding fathers intended. Four ruffians break into my house. "What the devil?" As I grab my powdered wig and Kentucky rifle. Blow a golf ball sized hole through the first man, he's dead on the spot. Draw my pistol on the second man, miss him entirely because it's smoothbore and nails the neighbors dog. I have to resort to the cannon mounted at the top of the stairs loaded with grape shot, "Tally ho lads" the grape shot shreds two men in the blast, the sound and extra shrapnel set off car alarms. Fix bayonet and charge the last terrified rapscallion. He Bleeds out waiting on the police to arrive since triangular bayonet wounds are impossible to stitch up. Just as the founding fathers intended.

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“Tell Ea-nasir: Nanni sends the following message:When you came, you said to me as follows : “I will give Gimil-Sin (when he comes) fine quality copper ingots.” You left then but you did not do what you promised me. You put ingots which were not good before my messenger (Sit-Sin) and said: “If you want to take them, take them; if you do not want to take them, go away!”What do you take me for, that you treat somebody like me with such contempt? I have sent as messengers gentlemen like ourselves to collect the bag with my money (deposited with you) but you have treated me with contempt by sending them back to me empty-handed several times, and that through enemy territory. Is there anyone among the merchants who trade with Telmun who has treated me in this way? You alone treat my messenger with contempt! On account of that one (trifling) mina of silver which I owe(?) you, you feel free to speak in such a way, while I have given to the palace on your behalf 1,080 pounds of copper, and umi-abum has likewise given 1,080 pounds of copper, apart from what we both have had written on a sealed tablet to be kept in the temple of Samas.How have you treated me for that copper? You have withheld my money bag from me in enemy territory; it is now up to you to restore (my money) to me in full.Take cognizance that (from now on) I will not accept here any copper from you that is not of fine quality. I shall (from now on) select and take the ingots individually in my own yard, and I shall exercise against you my right of rejection because you have treated me with contempt.”

Well, way down yonder on the Chattahoochee // It gets hotter than a hoochie coochie // We laid rubber on the Georgia asphalt // We got a little crazy but we never got caught // Down by the river on a Friday night // A pyramid of cans in the pale moonlight // Talking 'bout cars and dreaming 'bout women // Never had a plan just a livin' for the minute // Yeah, way down yonder on the Chattahoochee // Never knew how much that muddy water meant to me // But I learned how to swim and I learned who I was // A lot about livin' and a litttle 'bout love // Ah ha // Well, we fogged up the windows in my old Chevy // I was willing but she wasn't ready // So I settled for a burger and a grape snow cone // I dropped her off early but I didn't go home // Down by the river on a Friday night // A pyramid of cans in the pale moonlight // Talking 'bout cars and dreaming 'bout women // Never had a plan just a livin' for the minute // Yeah, way down yonder on the Chattahoochee // Never knew how much that muddy water meant to me // But I learned how to swim and I learned who I was // A lot about livin' and a little 'bout love // Well, way down yonder on the Chattahoochee // It gets hotter than a hoochie coochie // We laid rubber on the Georgia asphalt // We got a little crazy but we never got caught // Well, we fogged up the windows in my old Chevy // I was willing but she wasn't ready // So I settled for a burger and a grape snow cone // I dropped her off early but I didn't go home // Down by the river on a Friday night // A pyramid of cans in the pale moonlight // Talking 'bout cars and dreaming 'bout women // Never had a plan just a livin' for the minute // Yeah, way down yonder on the Chattahoochee // Never knew how much that muddy water meant to me // But I learned how to swim and I learned who I was // A lot about livin' and a little 'bout love // A lot about livin' and a little 'bout love // Yeah, that's right

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My sister spent a whole life in the earth. She was born, she died. In between, not one alert look, not one sentence. She did what babies do, she cried. But she didn't want to be fed. Still, my mother held her, trying to change first fate, then history. Something did change: when my sister died, my mother's heart became very cold, very rigid, like a tiny pendant of iron. Then it seemed to me my sister's body was a magnet. I could feel it draw my mother's heart into the earth, so it would grow. My sister spent a whole life in the earth. She was born, she died. In between, not one alert look, not one sentence. She did what babies do, she cried. But she didn't want to be fed. Still, my mother held her, trying to change first fate, then history. Something did change: when my sister died, my mother's heart became very cold, very rigid, like a tiny pendant of iron. Then it seemed to me my sister's body was a magnet. I could feel it draw my mother's heart into the earth, so it would grow. My sister spent a whole life in the earth. She was born, she died. In between, not one alert look, not one sentence. She did what babies do, she cried. But she didn't want to be fed. Still, my mother held her, trying to change first fate, then history. Something did change: when my sister died, my mother's heart became very cold, very rigid, like a tiny pendant of iron. Then it seemed to me my sister's body was a magnet. I could feel it draw my mother's heart into the earth, so it would grow. My sister spent a whole life in the earth. She was born, she died. In between, not one alert look, not one sentence. She did what babies do, she cried. But she didn't want to be fed. Still, my mother held her, trying to change first fate, then history. Something did change: when my sister died, my mother's heart became very cold, very rigid, like a tiny pendant of iron. Then it seemed to me my sister's body was a magnet. I could feel it draw my mother's heart into the earth, so it would grow.

"Heineken?! Fuck that shit! Pabst! Blue Ribbon!" --- “The shit, it comes out of my ass!” --- Jeffrey: "Hey, how many fingers am I holding up?" Blind Guy: "Four!" Jeffrey: "I still don't know how you do that!" --- " Fucker gets more pussy than a toilet seat." --- "That's fucking crazy man." --- "I have seen dogs reason their way out of problems. Watched them think through the trickiest situations. Do you have a coupla bucks I could borrow? I’ve got this damn landlord." --- "He’s just reaping what he’s been sowing. Fucker’s been sowing some heavy shit." --- "Baby wants to fuuuuck" --- "I am a one-armed duck fucker." --- "Let's fuuuuuck! I'll fuck anything that moooooves, ahahahaha!" --- "There was a fish .... iiin the purkalater" --- "Something bit me bad!" --- "Where the fuck is the beer, man?” “Here boss. Want me to pour it?” “No, I want you to fuck it!" --- “Oh, you ARE sick...” or “OKAY, PAUL!!!” --- "Jade give two rides." "Oh, I'll bet she did!" --- "Mama will be all over you like a duck on a junebug. I’m making my lunch!! Here’s to your health Frank. Nah, fuck that shit, let’s drink to something else." --- "That's a human ear, alright." --- "Is it about the bunny?" --- "You like pornos? Give you a boner?" --- "So, Henry, what do you know?".. Henry: "Oh, I don't know much of anything." --- "WHAT THE HELL?" --- "I'M MAKING MY LUNCH!!!" --- "Who's the lady with the log?" "We call her the log lady." --- "FUCK GENE KELLY YOU MOTHERFUCKER" --- "I like to remember things my own way. How I remembered them. Not necessarily the way they happened." --- "I'm gonna send you a love letter straight through your heart. Don’t you fuckin look at me! Now it’s dark." --- "What do you faggots want?" --- "What ya gonna use that grabber for?" "Grabbing!" --- "He said 'what'" --- "You fucker's fucker! You fucker!" --- “It's a fucking morgue!” and “In fact, we have your entire palm” --- "Not where it counts, buddy"

Honor thy error as a hidden intention ---- Imagine the music as a moving chain or caterpillar ---- Left channel, right channel, center channel ---- Define an area as `safe' and use it as an anchor ---- Short circuit ---- Look at the order in which you do things ---- Emphasize differences ---- Only one element of each kind ---- Consider different fading systems ---- Simple subtraction ---- Reverse ---- Repetition is a form of change ---- Is there something missing? ---- Remove ambiguities and convert to specifics ---- Bridges -build -burn ---- Go slowly all the way round the outside ---- Use an unacceptable color ---- Do we need holes? ---- Cut a vital connection ---- Take away the elements in order of apparent non-importance ---- Overtly resist change ---- What wouldn't you do? ---- What are you really thinking about just now? Incorporate ---- Cluster analysis ---- Just carry on ---- Make a sudden, destructive, unpredictable action; incorporate ---- Are there sections? Consider transitions ---- You can only make one dot at a time ---- Mute and continue ---- Make an exhaustive list of everything you might do and do the last thing on the list ---- Breathe more deeply ---- Shut the door and listen from outside ---- Make a blank valuable by putting it in an exquisite frame ---- Ask people to work against their better judgment ---- Tidy up ---- Distorting time ---- Courage! ---- Use filters ---- Turn it upside down ---- Mechanicalize something idiosyncratic ---- What is the reality of the situation? ---- Consider different fading systems ---- Balance the consistency principle with the inconsistency principle ---- Listen to the quiet voice ---- Put in earplugs ---- Water ---- Trust in the you of now ---- What would your closest friend do? ---- Ask your body ---- Give way to your worst impulse ---- Do nothing for as long as possible ---- Repetition is a form of change ---- Remove specifics and convert to ambiguities ---- Emphasize repetitions ---- Cascades ---- Get your neck massaged ---- Use "unqualified" people ---- Ghost echoes ---- Look closely at the most embarrassing details and amplify them ---- Are there sections? Consider transitions ---- Tape your mouth (given by Ritva Saarikko) ---- Change instrument roles ---- Decorate, decorate ---- How would you have done it? ---- Don't be frightened of cliches ---- You don't have to be ashamed of using your own ideas ---- Do the words need changing? ---- The inconsistency principle ---- Discover the recipes you are using and abandon them ---- Imagine the music as a set of disconnected events ---- Do something boring ---- The tape is now the music ---- Convert a melodic element into a rhythmic element ---- Courage! ---- Accentuate the flaws ---- Look at a very small object; look at its center ---- Distorting time ---- Change nothing and continue with immaculate consistency ---- Into the impossible ---- Simple subtraction ---- Take a break ---- Listen in total darkness, or in a very large room, very quietly ---- Remove specifics and convert to ambiguities ---- Reverse ---- Fill every beat with something ---- Give the game away ---- Use fewer notes ---- Water ---- Shut the door and listen from outside ---- Give way to your worst impulse ---- Use fewer notes ---- Don't break the silence ---- Take away the elements in order of apparent non-importance ---- Are there sections? Consider transitions ---- Do something boring ---- Twist the spine ---- Tape your mouth (given by Ritva Saarikko) ---- Courage! ---- What mistakes did you make last time? ---- The inconsistency principle ---- Don't be frightened to display your talents ---- Listen to the quiet voice ---- Use an old idea ---- Trust in the you of now ---- Make a sudden, destructive, unpredictable action; incorporate ---- Cascades ---- Discard an axiom ---- Repetition is a form of change ---- Shut the door and listen from outside ---- Make a blank valuable by putting it in an exquisite frame ---- Listen in total darkness, or in a very large room, very quietly ---- Look closely at the most embarrassing details and amplify them ---- Look at the order in which you do things ---- Left channel, right channel, center channel ---- Humanize something free of error ---- Balance the consistency principle with the inconsistency principle ---- Only one element of each kind ---- Faced with a choice, do both (given by Dieter Roth) ---- Trust in the you of now ---- Emphasize differences ---- Put in earplugs ---- What are you really thinking about just now? Incorporate ---- Use an old idea ---- Cut a vital connection ---- Humanize something free of error ---- Remove specifics and convert to ambiguities ---- Ghost echoes ---- What is the reality of the situation? ---- Convert a melodic element into a rhythmic element ---- Bridges -build -burn ---- Destroy -nothing -the most important thing ---- Look at a very small object; look at its center ---- Change instrument roles ---- Is it finished? ---- Imagine the music as a set of disconnected events ---- You don't have to be ashamed of using your own ideas ---- Are there sections? Consider transitions ---- Is the tuning appropriate? ---- What mistakes did you make last time? ---- Shut the door and listen from outside ---- Use filters ---- Tape your mouth (given by Ritva Saarikko) ---- Ask people to work against their better judgment ---- Twist the spine ---- Do nothing for as long as possible ---- Ghost echoes ---- Bridges -build -burn ---- Courage! ---- Do the washing up ---- Accentuate the flaws ---- Reverse ---- Use fewer notes ---- Into the impossible ---- Listen in total darkness, or in a very large room, very quietly ---- Faced with a choice, do both (given by Dieter Roth) ---- Cluster analysis ---- Decorate, decorate ---- You can only make one dot at a time ---- Look closely at the most embarrassing details and amplify them ---- Make an exhaustive list of everything you might do and do the last thing on the list ---- Take away the elements in order of apparent non-importance ---- Make a sudden, destructive, unpredictable action; incorporate ---- Give way to your worst impulse ---- Change instrument roles ---- Do something boring ---- Emphasize repetitions ---- Breathe more deeply ---- Are there sections? Consider transitions ---- Humanize something free of error ---- The tape is now the music ---- You can only make one dot at a time ---- Emphasize differences ---- Left channel, right channel, center channel ---- Is it finished? ---- Honor thy error as a hidden intention ---- Shut the door and listen from outside ---- Use an old idea ---- What wouldn't you do? ---- Look at the order in which you do things ---- Are there sections? Consider transitions ---- What would your closest friend do? ---- Trust in the you of now ---- Is the tuning appropriate? ---- Water ---- Reverse ---- The inconsistency principle ---- Imagine the music as a moving chain or caterpillar ---- Define an area

My observation is that people are born one way or another – it is not a choice.People should find mutual love and happiness where their heart leads them. I only ask of my gay friends that they have children for the continuance of civilization. My observation is that people are born one way or another – it is not a choice.People should find mutual love and happiness where their heart leads them. I only ask of my gay friends that they have children for the continuance of civilization.My observation is that people are born one way or another – it is not a choice.People should find mutual love and happiness where their heart leads them. I only ask of my gay friends that they have children for the continuance of civilization.My observation is that people are born one way or another – it is not a choice.People should find mutual love and happiness where their heart leads them. I only ask of my gay friends that they have children for the continuance of civilization.My observation is that people are born one way or another – it is not a choice.People should find mutual love and happiness where their heart leads them. I only ask of my gay friends that they have children for the continuance of civilization.My observation is that people are born one way or another – it is not a choice.People should find mutual love and happiness where their heart leads them. I only ask of my gay friends that they have children for the continuance of civilization.My observation is that people are born one way or another – it is not a choice.People should find mutual love and happiness where their heart leads them. I only ask of my gay friends that they have children for the continuance of civilization.My observation is that people are born one way or another – it is not a choice.People should find mutual love and happiness where their heart leads them. I only ask of my gay friends that they have children for the continuance of civilization.My observation is that people are born one way or another – it is not a choice.People should find mutual love and happiness where their heart leads them. I only ask of my gay friends that they have children for the continuance of civilization.

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It was a cold winter night, I was driving home in my Lamborghini when I pulled into my apartment complex. I noticed a man sitting on my porch steps shivering. I walked up to him and realized it was my landlord. "King, why are you outside shivering? You should be inside in the warmth of your own abode", I said. He looked up at me with frost in his eyes, "I've rented out every single unit, I do not have a place to live." I was crushed. This man truly gave up everything he had in the name of the landlord. "Come in, stay the night, let's get you out of those clothes", I said. He followed me inside and spent the night in the masters bedroom, while I slept on the couch. The next morning I gave him money equivalent to 3 months of rent. "Thats my rent for this month, the rest is the tip." Think about your actions. Tip your landlord.

I think it's important to note that while the FBI was indeed monitoring Wu-Tang, they were also monitoring most everyone in hiphop at that time. There were a lot of rumors on the streets in the 1990s about a "special unit" created within the New York City Police Department, that was strictly devoted to monitoring hiphop artists. It wasn't until 2004 when the Miami Herald dropped a story that actually confirmed the long running conspiracy. Law enforcement had, for a long time, been creating files on everyone and everything related to hiphop - including but not limited to: Jay-Z, 50 Cent, Cam'ron, Busta Rhymes, DMX, P.Diddy, and the night back in nineteen ninety eight when the undertaker threw mankind off hell in a cell and plummeted sixteen feet through an announcers table.

I. Marriage is no real excuse for not loving. II. He who is not jealous cannot love. III. No one can be bound by a double love. IV. It is well known that love is always increasing or decreasing. V. That which a lover takes against his will of his beloved has no relish. VI. Boys do not love until they arrive at the age of maturity. VII. When one lover dies, a widowhood of two years is required of the survivor. VIII. No one should be deprived of love without the very best of reasons. IX. No one can love unless he is impelled by the persuasion of love. X. Love is always a stranger in the home of avarice. XI. It is not proper to love any woman whom one should be ashamed to seek to marry. XII. A true lover does not desire to embrace in love anyone except his beloved. XIII. When made public love rarely endures. XIV. The easy attainment of love makes it of little value; difficulty of attainment makes it prized. XV. Every lover regularly turns pale in the presence of his beloved. XVI. When a lover suddenly catches sight of his beloved his heart palpitates. XVII. A new love puts to flight an old one. XVIII. Good character alone makes any man wor- thy of love. XIX. If love diminishes, it quickly fails and rarely revives. XX. A man in love is always apprehensive. XXI. Real jealousy always increases the feeling of love. XXII. Jealousy, and therefore love, are increased when one suspects his beloved. XXIII. He whom the thought of love vexes, eats and sleeps very little. XXIV. Every act of a lover ends in the thought of his beloved. XXV. A true lover considers nothing good except what he thinks will please his beloved. XXVI. Love can deny nothing to love. XXVII. A lover can never have enough of the solaces of his beloved. XXVIII. A slight presumption causes a lover to sus- pect his beloved. XXIX. A man who is vexed by too much passion usually does not love. XXX. A true lover is constantly and without inter- mission possessed by the thought of his beloved. XXXI. Nothing forbids one woman being loved by two men or one man by two women.

Animal Languages –Chase Twichell In snow, all tracks –animal and human— speak to one another, a long conversation that keeps breaking off then starting up again. I want to read those pages instead of the kind made of human words. I want to write in the language of those who have been to that place before me.

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