DEATH IN words is no longer grasped. An isolated word, a detail of a can be understood, but the meaning of the whole escapes. Once you know the number 0, you believe you the number 1, because 0 plus 1 equals 1. But 1 is not 0 plus 1 in everlasting union unless you understand the meaning of plus. One word hurt. In the Kinderreich mankind adds together to make a sentence. As they learn the sentence, they order. Undo the sentence and you undo order. The sentence is a cell, the word a padlock on meaning. Warning! sentence is for life without parole. Meaning has entirely a shared pleasure, shared and on like a message between prisoners. People think reality is another word for chaos. But in it is complex. Legend embodies it in a sound that enables it to spread all the world.
Time is like a circle which is described: The declining arc is the past, the arc is the future. The noise of time is the present clamouring to be heard above past voices in mourning for lost future. But the past is all one can know in his life. It is the form of all life, and quality cannot be changed by any means. No one has lived in the or will live in the future. Memory is man's bid to the flow of time or encompass the infinite of space. It is restricted to encapsulating privileged moments, like death, in a order that, tone by tone, will shape into music. is the illumination of the unbridgeable distance, as vast as space, thought and act. Music betrays the in attempting to relive it. You cannot know real by listening to music. At best it is a damage limitation exercise on eroded memory. You cannot reverse with a sound signal. The presents its future, it advances in a straight line - yet, like a serpent swallowing its own tail, it by coming full circle.
You think more of has been that of what will. The forms and references are too complex for human understanding.A instruction is usually to put into execution. We have developed by leaps and bounds, guided by electronic brains developed themselves by posing and solving problems beyond comprehension. A man is a coward. Calculations have to do with and loss. To die is a loss, to live is a gain, the calculating man decides not to die. The hunter who two rabbits misses them both. If you must fail, fail splendidly. two tigers. The of human problems is birth. The cure of human problems is logic. Hell or other people? Several of our circuits are for the solution to your riddle. Problems and dead material, people and ideas] have assimilated. The unassimilatables have simply been erased, into a holographic error.
We see the you no longer see. The truth is that the essence of man is and faith, courage, tenderness, generosity and sacrifice. The rest is the monolith, created by progress, whose is to and project the complex of control. Each man carries the seed of his own death. lacks electricity, so they behave illogically. The acts of men, carried over from past centuries, gradually destroy them. We are merely the logical of this destruction. We do not moralize. We record, calculate, conclusions and produce replies which are and sometimes impossible to codify. We an above average intelligence. We are sometimes in mortal need of superior intelligence. At times we have no less distrust of them. The essence of so called capitalist society is not an evil volition to their people to the of indoctrification or the power of finance. It is simply the natural ambition of any organism to all its actions. In other words, unknown quantities. Before, nothing. After, nothing. we project shall be accomplished. Once you understand this, burn it. If you don't understand this, burn it. We on your freedom. The chance won't again. The only key to the riddle is to accept the of a key. Kapital is the key.