yonson

Only this time let go of your conscious self and act on instinct. All the armies of Europe and Asia could not by force take a drink from the Ohio River or set a track on the Blue Ridge in a trial of a thousand years. But when you suddenly move from a lighted room to a dark one, you can't see for a second, and that's when the dust bunnies come out. And it's happened once again, I'll turn to a friend, someone that understands, sees through the master plan. If it bleeds, we can kill it. I ain't scared of nothing. Empty your cup. Reactors online. Sensors online. Weapons online. All systems nominal. Alright you primitive screwheads, listen up! You see this? This is my boomstick! Impossible is nothing. My ears are blown to bits from all the rifle hits, but still I crave that sound. The old world is dying, and the new world struggles to be born. Now is the time of monsters. True shred guitar. We can be heroes, just for one day. I find myself completely out of control and wonder how could life could surprise me again and again and again, so completely. Did you reinforce the takeoff ramp? All I wanted to do was to make something beautiful. We are the renegades of funk. Exoskeletal junction at the railroad delayed. True care, truth brings. Set, set that crown on the ground. Your great-grandfather always said, wasting is an art. Too close for missiles, switching to guns. Burn the ships. Course he isn't safe. But he's good. He's the King, I tell you. Nullius in verba. You have a sad feeling for a moment, then it passes. Kick the tires, light the fires. Lord knows I'm weak, won't somebody get me off of this reef? What's the frequency, Kenneth? They gave us an engine that first went up and down, and then with more technology the engine went around. A quick little balefire. Confusion and diffusion. Ex animo. A tiny kingdom at the bottom of the trees, where I was always a winner and I was usually right. A student of error who can only prevail. Talk to me, Goose. Damn it feels good to be a gansta. Remember that we are not descended from fearful men. Back to save the universe. No one listens to Turtle. I came, I saw, I praise the Lord, then break the law. They don't know nothing about redemption. Imago Dei. There's a sort of evil out there. Back off Warchild, seriously. Stay humble, stack sats. It's the end of the world as we know it and I feel fine. And the record begins with a song of rebellion. Memento mori. We're on a mission from God. Go now, you are forgiven. One is nine, nine is two, holy god and holy truth. Fire and maneuver. Operator... When it all goes quiet behind my eyes. I fight for the user. As an amusing thought experiment, imagine that bitcoin is successful and becomes the dominant payment system in use throughout the world. So did I work off the doughnuts and the ten double dollars? There's no one thing that's true. It's all true. We need to roll back the state. Are you sure that we are awake? It seems to me that yet we sleep, we dream. I think it's time we blow this scene. Get everybody and the stuff together. Okay, three, two, one, let's jam. Kick it. Fear is the mind-killer. Could it be that we are fighting a war that can't be won? Don't open that, it's an alien planet! Is there air? You don't know! May the road rise up to meet you. Fire for effect. Son of a bitch, I'm sick of these dolphins. Get behind me, Satan! As the good reverend would say, why we are on this particular mission, we'll never know, but I do know, here today, that the black knights will emerge victorious once again. Do not try and bend the spoon. That's impossible. Instead... only try to realize the truth. Part lies, part heart, part truth, part garbage. I love chillin, hangin out, havin fun and just fuckin chillin. Safe return doubtful. Honour and recognition in event of success. Operator! Get me the president of the world! And there aren't any more guns in the valley. So please, show me your teeth, I'll show mine. Be water, my friend. And sailed back over a year and in and out of weeks and through a day. Teach them to yearn for the vast and endless sea. There is no greater solitude than that of a samourai, unless it is that of the tiger in the jungle...perhaps. If he's an angel, he's sure a murderin' angel. And it got me all fired up, to go far away. Be excellent to each other. It hurt itself in its confusion! Remember, the enemy's gate is down. Knock on the sky, listen for the sound. For those about to rock, we salute you. See you, space cowboy. We decided? My best interest? They would take their software out and race it in the black desert of the electronic night. And now that you don't have to be perfect, you can be good. Get there firstest with the mostest. All we can do is by some sly roundabout way introduce something that they can't stop. An elegant weapon for a more civilized age. What senses do we lack that we cannot see and cannot hear another world all around us. I've been working on a new electronic cash system that's fully peer-to-peer, with no trusted third party. Successful hills are here to stay, everything must be this way.