DEATH IN is no longer grasped. An isolated word, a detail of a plan can be understood, but the meaning of the whole escapes. Once you know the number 0, you believe you know the number 1, because 0 plus 1 equals 1. But 1 is not 0 1 in everlasting union unless you understand the meaning of plus. One word hurt. In the Kinderreich mankind adds words together to a sentence. As they learn the sentence, learn order. Undo the sentence and you undo order. The sentence is a cell, the word a padlock on meaning. Warning! Every is for life without parole. Meaning has entirely a shared pleasure, shared and passed on like a message prisoners. People think is another word for chaos. But in reality it is more complex. Legend embodies it in a that enables it to all over the world.
Time is like a which is endlessly 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 raised in mourning for their lost future. But the past is all one can in his life. It is the form of all life, and quality cannot be changed by any means. No one has lived in the present or live in the future. Memory is man's bid to transfix the flow of time or the infinite dimension of space. It is 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, between and act. Music betrays the in attempting to relive it. You cannot know time by listening to music. At best it is a damage limitation exercise on eroded memory. You reverse time with a sound signal. The past presents its future, it in a straight line - yet, like a serpent swallowing its own tail, it by coming full circle.
You more of what has been that of what will. The forms and references are too complex for human understanding.A instruction is usually insufficient to put into execution. We developed by leaps and bounds, guided by electronic brains developed themselves by posing and problems beyond human comprehension. A calculating man is a coward. Calculations to do profit and loss. To die is a loss, to live is a gain, the calculating man decides not to die. The who chases two rabbits misses both. If you must fail, fail splendidly. Hunt two tigers. The of human problems is birth. The cure of human problems is logic. or other people? Several of our circuits are looking for the solution to your riddle. Problems [living and material, people and ideas] have assimilated. The unassimilatables have simply been erased, into a holographic error.
We see the truth you no longer see. The truth is that the of man is love and faith, courage, tenderness, and sacrifice. The rest is the monolith, by progress, whose task is to calculate and project the complex of control. Each man 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 means of destruction. We do not moralize. We record, calculate, conclusions and produce replies are difficult and sometimes impossible to codify. We deduce an average intelligence. We are sometimes in need of superior intelligence. At other times we no less mortal distrust of them. The essence of so called capitalist society is not an volition to subject their people to the power of or the power of finance. It is simply the natural ambition of any organism to plan all its actions. In words, unknown quantities. Before, nothing. After, nothing. Everything we project be accomplished. Once you understand this, burn it. If you don't understand this, burn it. We on your freedom. The chance won't come again. The key to the riddle is to accept the of a key. Kapital is the key.