I'd like to meet:
I'm just a devoted human/person/lover who, like many others, has had his mind/body/soul trampled on by the world... (..my heart was paper thin glass, enshrouded in pure silk, locked within a gilded cage... first, I unlocked the cage and let strangers inside.. then, I let someone steal my shroud of silk.. Then, I made the biggest mistake of all... I gave someone my heart to hold onto. They treated it poorly, threw it upon the ground, and smashed it into pieces...). So I myself have just begun developing a stronger resolve, being the compulsive/obsessive idiot I am. Who knows, maybe it's attractive and strong, and a positive move forward in my life [if not THE most positive...]
You Are 70% Evil
You are very evil. And you're too evil to care.
Those who love you probably also fear you. A lot.
How Evil Are You?
CAN YOU BELIEVE THIS SHIT!?!
Soo human it made me cry my eyes out... you can't ban FREE HUGS!!!
tesla coil music
do something
;P.:
Iraqi lad tied to a vehicle by mercs who thought a human shield would be better than armor plating...
ever seen a mini limo? here ya go...
world's smallest car
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Evey Hammond: [Voiceover] Remember, remember, the Fifth of November, the Gunpowder Treason and Plot. I know of no reason why the Gunpowder Treason should ever be forgot... But what of the man? I know his name was Guy Fawkes and I know, in 1605, he attempted to blow up the Houses of Parliament. But who was he really? What was he like? We are told to remember the idea, not the man, because a man can fail. He can be caught, he can be killed and forgotten, but 400 years later, an idea can still change the world. I've witnessed first hand the power of ideas, I've seen people kill in the name of them, and die defending them... but you cannot kiss an idea, cannot touch it, or hold it... ideas do not bleed, they do not feel pain, they do not love... And it is not an idea that I miss, it is a man... A man that made me remember the Fifth of November. A man that I will never forget.
V: Good evening, London. Allow me first to apologize for this interruption. I do, like many of you, appreciate the comforts of every day routine- the security of the familiar, the tranquility of repetition. I enjoy them as much as any bloke. But in the spirit of commemoration, thereby those important events of the past usually associated with someone's death or the end of some awful bloody struggle, a celebration of a nice holiday, I thought we could mark this November the 5th, a day that is sadly no longer remembered, by taking some time out of our daily lives to sit down and have a little chat. There are of course those who do not want us to speak. I suspect even now, orders are being shouted into telephones, and men with guns will soon be on their way. Why? Because while the truncheon may be used in lieu of conversation, words will always retain their power. Words offer the means to meaning, and for those who will listen, the enunciation of truth. And the truth is, there is something terribly wrong with this country, isn't there? Cruelty and injustice, intolerance and oppression. And where once you had the freedom to object, to think and speak as you saw fit, you now have censors and systems of surveillance coercing your conformity and soliciting your submission. How did this happen? Who's to blame? Well certainly there are those more responsible than others, and they will be held accountable, but again truth be told, if you're looking for the guilty, you need only look into a mirror. I know why you did it. I know you were afraid. Who wouldn't be? War, terror, disease. There were a myriad of problems which conspired to corrupt your reason and rob you of your common sense. Fear got the best of you, and in your panic you turned to the now high chancellor, Adam Sutler. He promised you order, he promised you peace, and all he demanded in return was your silent, obedient consent. Last night I sought to end that silence. Last night I destroyed the Old Bailey, to remind this country of what it has forgotten. More than four hundred years ago a great citizen wished to embed the fifth of November forever in our memory. His hope was to remind the world that fairness, justice, and freedom are more than words, they are perspectives. So if you've seen nothing, if the crimes of this government remain unknown to you then I would suggest you allow the fifth of November to pass unmarked. But if you see what I see, if you feel as I feel, and if you would seek as I seek, then I ask you to stand beside me one year from tonight, outside the gates of Parliament, and together we shall give them a fifth of November that shall never, ever be forgot.
Evey Hammond: [reads] Vi Veri Veniversum Vivus Vici.
V: [translates] By the power of truth, I, while living, have conquered the universe.
Evey Hammond: Personal motto?
V: From "Faust".
Evey Hammond: That's about trying to cheat the devil, isn't it?
V: It is.
Closing Credits Music Voiceover - Male: Concerning non-violence: It is criminal to teach man not to defend himself when he is the constant victim of brutal attacks.
Closing Credits Music Voiceover - Female: Sex and Race, because they are easy, visible differences, have been the primary ways of organising human beings into superior and inferior groups and into the cheap labour on which this system still depends. We are talking about a society in which there will be no roles other than those chosen, or those earned. We are really talking about Humanism.
V: It is to Madame Justice that I dedicate this concerto. Tell me Evey, do you know what day it is?
Evey Hammond: Um, November the 4th.
V: [midnight church bells ring] Not anymore. Remember, remember the 5th of November. The gunpowder, treason, and plot. I know of no reason why the gunpowder treason should ever be forgot.
Now that you've read this, do you know WHY Guy Fawkes tried to blow up parliament? He knew about the world bank and people who were even then plotting to control and contain us, the general populace. Through political machinations that befuddle and confound the average citizen. To conceal the faces and facts of those who desire power over others. He wanted to remove that mask, leave decisions up to the people long enough for the seeds of rebellion to grow roots around our hearts. So we, as beings of free will, wouldn't sacrifice that will for security or ease. So we would remember true freedom. So we could never forget what true freedom is... Have you?
Theological and Philosophical Clarifications and Combination
