
“Rise up! Stand tall!
Not to be different
but to promote harmony.”
Dartwill Aquila

“We are part of life,
light’s favorite children,
equipped to defend our buds.
Don’t make the mistake
of overestimating the strength
of your seemingly mighty structures
because they rise above
the force of our shadows.”
Dartwill Aquila

“Humanity’s cancer is deadly
but curable
if we admit to the disease
and submit to the cure,
which
—by the way—
is more joyful than painful.
But we don’t and probably won’t.
We’re merely junk and dust
being swept by our very own storm
into the eternal night.”
Djo Zenabee

“Eternal love has a tendency to rust
not in spite of but because of
the iron-hard determination
of the lovers.
The art of love is a dance
not a ceremony.”
Dartwill Aquila

Ornithology Professionals Society (OPS) in their newsletter ”For the Birds” warns about putting signs or text of any kind on bird houses. It is confusing, they claim, because birds assume the house belongs to an unknown species. It’s even worse for the birds that have learned to read. They feel intimidated because they can’t afford the rent.
“Ordinary citizen are only permitted to make untrue public statements
on one day of the year.”
Dartwill Aquila

“Gods
—all gods—
are figures of mythology.
The sacred force of life
lives within us all
promotes love
pulls us together
nourishes the soul of humanity.”
– Djo Zenabee

We can never arrive at an abstract goal.
We can enjoy spilling our mental seeds
but nothing gets fertilized
and nothing grows.
“The horizon is perfectly clear
and it’s perfectly clear
that it’s not really there.”
Dartwill Aquila

Full-of-shit Joe is now following your blog.
Take a look at his blog and he’ll tell you how you can make money using the internet.
Yeh, right!
And after you’ve paid him, write to me and I’ll tell you (for a slight fee) how to wash your mind of stupidity.
“The gullible nourish the unethical.”
Dartwill Aquila

“No one can rise beyond their context.
Those who are ahead of their time
are exiled to the past.”
Dartwill Aquila

OK children, finish your salted crispy fat and take one last piece of chewy sweetened chemicals and go brush your teeth with tangy-tasting, water-polluting sludge and get into bed. Yes, I’ll tell you an eternal night story to nourish your obedience.