
Cæsar and Brutus join in this fine celebration of, er.. The Ides of March
Believe you have grokked to fullness the fact that currently there is so much stale phlogiston in the æther.. that normally-disciplined minds, trained in logical declinations (and declamations!) are regularly rendered into pure-flummoxhood by the peripatetic harbingers of well.. mind-fucking-as-a-second-language.
Might I append another set of happy-alternatives [rhetorical Q.] to this turgid mix of flat, stale and unprofitable kiddie-speak ... from damn-near ALL meeja?
That word [ Nothing ] has been similarly explored, ©1992 by one Franko Toth, who illuminates for us the magical state as can be produced after meditating on the Wonders of {Nothingness?} by our mind's easy juxtaposing of the ideas of 'IS' and 'CAN'T BE' as in,
NOTHING, (make that [Nothing]) lasts forever..
NOTHING will fix a broken heart
NOTHING will cure the common cold
NOTHING will improve your child's hearing so much, they will begin hearing what you say the very first time you say it
NOTHING will eliminate war, famine, plague, pestilence, even graft, corruption and.. government waste in a New York minute.
Let us, therefore Rejoice! in the vast, untapped meta-Power of NOTHING
In a nutshell, NOTHING IS {fucking-} PERFECT!
(..no applause, please: it was nothing.)