Well it's long overdue there/
ain't nothing better to do/
Now we are hipper we been thru the trip/
We can fly right on thru, there's nothing on earth we can do/
Fish or cut bait it's our future/
e're making all together now pull the chain!/
We don't want no pig brother scene
The only questions worth asking today are whether humans are going to have any emotions tomorrow, and what the quality of life will be if the answer is no.
My Mummy's Dead/
I can't get it through my head/
Though it's been so many years/
My Mummy's Dead/
It's hard to explain/
So much Pain/
I could never show it/
My Mummy's Dead
Why I came here, I know not; where I shall go it is useless to inquire -- in the midst of myriads of the living and the dead worlds, stars, systems, infinity, why should I be anxious about an atom?
The perfection of wisdom, and the end of true philosophy is to proportion our wants to our possessions, our ambitions to our capacities, we will then be a happy and a virtuous people.