For those about to rock

Weep not for roads untraveled
Weep not for sights unseen
May your love never end and if you need a friend,
there's a seat here along side me.

Randy: Are you sure you wanna get Grandpa's coo-coo clock back? That thing almost put my eye out.
Earl: Well you shouldn't have been so close, you knew what time it was.

Earl: How was your first day of school?
Randy: Great! I really enjoyed science class. Did you know that before we were humans we were monkeys?
Earl: Really? What were we before monkeys?
Randy: I don't know. I can't even remember being a monkey.

Randy: Hey, maybe if you call karma it'll come and save us. Call it.
Earl: Randy, it doesn't work like that. It's karma, not Lassie.

> My Name is Earl ©2006 <

In my talons, I shape clay, crafting life forms as I please.
Around me is a burgeoning empire of steel.
From my throne room, lines of power careen into the skies of Earth.
My whims will become lightning bolts that devastate the mounds of humanity.
Out of the chaos, they will run and whimper, praying for me to end their tedious anarchy.
I am drunk with this vision. God: the title suits me well.

"Die Welt ist außerhalb der Irrenhäuser nicht minder drollig als drinnen." (Hermann Hesse)

Du sagst alle wolln in den Himmel. Alle wolln wie Könige agiern. Doch niemand will am Ende sterben und keiner will regiern.

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