Eppur si muove.
Haunted by these elegant words am I for I see them written like phi on everything in the Universe.
These words whisper wisdom to me whenever I hear groundless protestations against irrepressible facts and truths.
They provide comfort and strength when stupidity conspires against me and attempts a mutiny of my internal soldiers of hopelessness and depression against whom I delight in daily torture and suppression.
They offer mild delight as I watch the antics of children and pets, flowers and planets.
They offer pause for reflection upon the triumph of the Individual against the Institution, of the irrepressibility of Hugoian ideas. Of freedom and of potential.
Cheers and Good Mental Health
Haunted by these elegant words am I for I see them written like phi on everything in the Universe.
These words whisper wisdom to me whenever I hear groundless protestations against irrepressible facts and truths.
They provide comfort and strength when stupidity conspires against me and attempts a mutiny of my internal soldiers of hopelessness and depression against whom I delight in daily torture and suppression.
They offer mild delight as I watch the antics of children and pets, flowers and planets.
They offer pause for reflection upon the triumph of the Individual against the Institution, of the irrepressibility of Hugoian ideas. Of freedom and of potential.
Cheers and Good Mental Health

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re: "written like Phi"
I should be so profound in my own mutterings after undergoing the inquisition! Galileo would be pleased his words still inpire. Indeed phi inspires me as much as the prettiest words. Phi is the universe writ large and small all at once. Nature's wisest solution, the music of the cosmos. Bless Fibonacci and the Pythagoreans and all those who held their toungues long enough to hear the sweet music of phi!
You underestimate yourself.
I am planning a trip to Pisa this weekend but I must buy some fresh spray paint.
I simply must write these words on some of the trains and supermarkets in the area for the benefit of the vulgar.
I think we all would appreciate graffiti if it were more discontemporal.
Greek is still spoken in Greece and Calabria but no Latin is spoken in Latium.
Unless one makes the unusual exception of the pope and his mates in the Vatican.
This will not do.
It cannot be.
Civil society must be free.
So send the Bishop across the sea.
And reclaim the Crown of Byzantium.
Cheers and Good Mental Health
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