Пошёл по Невскому гулять

[piggymouse]

There are no means for escaping this world.
It penetrates even into your sleep and is its substance.
You are caught in your own dreaming where there is no space
And you're held forever where there is no time.
You can do nothing you are not told to do.
There is no hope for escape from this dream that was never yours.
The very words you speak are only its very words.
And you talk like a traitor under its incessant torture.

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[mbravo.livejournal.com]

'The unknown,' said Faxe's soft voice in the forest, 'the unforetold, the unproven, that is what life is based on: Ignorance is the ground of thought. Unproof is the ground of action. If it were proven that there is no God there would be no religion. ... But also if it were proven that there is a God, there would be no religion. .. Tell me, Genry, what is known? What is sure, predictable, inevitable -- the one certain thing you know concerninng your future and mine?'

'That we shall die.'

'Yes. There's really only one question that can be answered, Genry, and we already know the answer...The only thing that makes life possible is permanent, intolerable uncertainty: not knowing what comes next.' "

Ну-ка

[amigofriend.livejournal.com]

паспорт покажи, да!

Re: Ну-ка

[piggymouse.livejournal.com]

Да не, дяденька, местный я. Просто цитата хорошая. Опять же людям нравицца.