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We have built for ourselves a Faraday cage And locked ourselves inside; no rays can touch Our souls codified in magnetic strips The Good, the True, and the Beautiful in chips No ray, no beam, no pulse can penetrate The protection racket of secret codes (Except when they ****** well can and do) While we posture behind scientific wires Passive self-destruction is all the rage For this We have built for ourselves a Faraday cage
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Dec 20, 2018
Dec 20, 2018 at 3:41 PM UTC
We Have Built for Ourselves a Faraday Cage
We have built for ourselves a Faraday cage And locked ourselves inside; no rays can touch Our souls codified in magnetic strips The Good, the True, and the Beautiful in chips No ray, no beam, no pulse can penetrate The protection racket of secret codes (Except when they ****** well can and do) While we posture behind scientific wires Passive self-destruction is all the rage For this We have built for ourselves a Faraday cage
Your ‘umble scrivener’s site is: Reactionarydrivel.blogspot.com. It’s not at all reactionary, tho’ it might be drivel. Lawrence Hall’s vanity publications are available on amazon.com as Kindle and on bits of dead tree: The Road to Magdalena, Paleo-Hippies at Work and Play, Lady with a Dead Turtle, Don’t Forget Your Shoes and Grapes, Coffee and a Dead Alligator to Go, and Dispatches from the Colonial Office.
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Dec 20, 2018
Dec 20, 2018 at 3:41 PM UTC
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