† Absolución. Aniquilación. †
Lock All The Doors And Kill The Lights.
No One's Coming Home Tonight.
Rules The Heart, Cardiac System, Upper Back And Upper Spine Strength Faith Glory Radiation Comprehension Sun, Not Shadow I Will.
"Who? Who Is But The Form Following The Function Of What, And What I Am Is A Man In A Mask. I'm Not Questioning Your Powers Of Observation, I'm Merely Remarking Upon The Paradox Of Asking A Masked Man, 'Who He Is?' But On This Most Auspicious Of Nights, Permit Me Then, In Lieu Of The More Commonplace Sobriquet, To Suggest The Character Of This Dramatis Persona.
Voilà ! In View A Humble Vaudevillian Veteran Cast Vicariously As Both Victim And Villain By The Vicissitudes Of Fate. This Visage, No Mere Veneer Of Vanity, Is A Vestige Of The Vox Populi Now Vacant, Vanished. However, This Valorous Visitation Of A By-Gone Vexation Stands Vivified And Has Vowed To Vanquish These Venal And Virulent Vermin Van-Guarding Vice And Vouchsafing The Violently Vicious And Voracious Violation Of Volition. The Only Verdict Is Vengeance; A Vendetta, Held As A Votive Not In Vain. For The Value And Veracity Of Such Shall One Day Vindicate The Vigilant And The Virtuous. Verily This Vichyssoise Of Verbiage Veers Most Verbose So Let Me simply Add That It's My Very Good Honor To Meet You And You May Call Me 'V.'"
-V
Somewhere, In A Sparsely Populated Galaxy… There Is A Planet Like Any Other. The Creatures Of This World Have Four Limbs. The Two Lower Limbs Enable Them To Move Forward And Backward… And The Two Upper Limbs Enable Them To Kill. Man. Principle Resource: Death. He Lives By It, He Even Dies By It. He Starts Training At An Early Age. In General, He’s Stubborn But Gifted. And Almost Immediately He Puts His Training Into Practice. When The Man Dies, He Lights A Fire… And Then, Dazed, He Looks Around… He Meditates, He Regrets. It Is Not Enough To Accumulate The Dead… One Must Know How To Honor Them. Man Is, In Fact, Not Only Respectful… But Also Respectable. He Takes His Hat Off, He Salutes, He Marches… He Gives To The Dead. He Lends To The Living. Strangely Enough, Some People Always Remain Alive In The End. Some Have To Be Able To Start Again. And What Else Is There For This Future Cadaver To Do? Give Him Oblivion… Thus Leisure Activities. And What Does Man Do When He Isn’t Killing Other Men? He Kills What Resembles Him The Most. Man Thinks, Thus He Lives – Well. He Kills Everything Which Bites, Kicks, Charges, And Snorts… In Other Words, Everything Aggressive. He Is Hailed When Victorious, Mourned When Defeated. Between Wars, Between Hunting, There Is Dead Time. One Fills The Time The Best One Can… Hastily, As A Humble Handyman. “Oh, My God, My Wife, My Husband… My Cousin, My Guest!†They Use Every Excuse To Take Any Chance On It. Every Man For Himself, And Headlines For Everybody. Crime Might Not Pay, But It Does Bring In The Money.
"Fight Over The Clouds, Over Wind, Over Sky.
Fight Over Your Lie, Over Blood, Over Anything.
Fight Over Love, Over Sun, Over Nothing.
Fight Till They Die,
All For Their What? For Their Rising."
-Maynard James Keenan
Sometimes It Also Gets Us Into Trouble. One Must Take Care Of The Details, Focus On The Big Picture… And Forget The Craft. The 3rd Man, The 4th Arm Of The Living Beheaded, The 7th Victim… The 13th Crime Of The Sadist, The 42nd Bearded Man. Even If Man Continues To Commit Crimes, Justice Will Prevail. The Killers Judge The Killers… And The Dead Rise To Offer Their Executioners’ Heads… To Other Executioners. The World Is In Fact A Vicious Circle. “Father, I Blame Myself For Being A Man.†“I Forgive You My Son.â€
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Ta Ta For Now,
-Rev
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"Think For Yourself. Question Authority. Throughout Human History, As Our Species Has Faced, The Frightening, Terrorizing Fact That We Do Not Know Who We Are Or Where We Are Going In This Ocean Of Chaos. It Has Been The Authorities, The Political, The Religious, The Educational Authorities Who Attempt To Comfort Us By Giving Us Order, Rules, Regulations, Informing, Forming In Our Minds Their View Of Reality. To Think For Yourself You Must Question Authority And Learn How To Put Yourself In A State Of Vulnerable, Open-Mindedness, Chaotic, Confused, Vulnerability To Inform Yourself. Think For Yourself. Question Authority."
-Dr.Timothy Leary
"Staring Down The Hole Again;
Hands Are On My Back Again.
Survival Is My Only Friend.
Terrified Of What May Come-
Yeah, Remember I'll Always Love You,
As I Claw Your Fucking Throat Away.
It Will End No Other Way."
-Maynard James Keenan