We love ourselves too often and need reach out much more often. It is a social responsibility and it effects the environment also.
The existance of green stars or green space lights is very important because it makes a strong case for blue red green as universals and it puts yellow in a stranger position.
We are talking about everything from atoms to stars to the light received in the back of our heads to shafts of light in the late afternoon. We may very well be these colors across our own bodies. The night sky may be a field of hidden colors. It is like saying these colors make up everything somehow. Or not? Is there anything to this?
Is there a problem?
Finally I come to a book that says, "Mathematics is used in science
in many ways. We will give you an example from astronomy, which is the
science of stars." I turn the page, and it says, "Red stars have a
temperature of four thousand degrees, yellow stars have a temperature of
five thousand degrees . . ." -- so far, so good. It continues: "Green
stars have a temperature of seven thousand degrees, blue stars have a
temperature of ten thousand degrees, and violet stars have a temperature
of . . . (some big number)." There are no green or violet stars, but
the figures for the others are roughly correct. It's vaguely right --
but already, trouble! That's the way everything was: Everything was
written by somebody who didn't know what the hell he was talking about,
so it was a little bit wrong, always! And how we are going to teach well
by using books written by people who don't quite understand what
they're talking about, I cannot understand. I don't know why, but the
books are lousy; UNIVERSALLY LOUSY!
Contents
Why stars are not green
Hey Bay don't disappoint me!
I came here for a reason
Not to watch sports games
I came here to live
Not to become a slave
Snobs can be elsewhere
I came here to live
I don't love snobs
In fancy restaurants
Something come my way
Getting lost in the bay
Don't point me the wrong way
Be more summer of love
I was born then
Right out of a volcano
Take me if you want
Or its Hawaii for me
Back to the beach
Come on groovy gals
Take me if can
I am the man
Come on groovy guys
Frisbee golf
You know what I want
California!?
Not to watch sports games
I came here to live
Not to become a slave
Snobs can be elsewhere
I came here to live
I don't love snobs
In fancy restaurants
Something come my way
Getting lost in the bay
Don't point me the wrong way
Be more summer of love
I was born then
Right out of a volcano
Take me if you want
Or its Hawaii for me
Back to the beach
Come on groovy gals
Take me if can
I am the man
Come on groovy guys
Frisbee golf
You know what I want
California!?
Bill Hole had been someone once..
Carrying a gun
But not anymore
Every since the shot
He has been drinking shots
With a far away look
At the ghostly inn
Sometimes all alone at the bar
Mumbling to himself
I am Bill Hole
The one and only
I will go far
Maybe soon
Time is waiting
For it is I Bill Hole
Can I help you?
But not anymore
Every since the shot
He has been drinking shots
With a far away look
At the ghostly inn
Sometimes all alone at the bar
Mumbling to himself
I am Bill Hole
The one and only
I will go far
Maybe soon
Time is waiting
For it is I Bill Hole
Can I help you?
Troubles move..
It looked like a monkey
Yet more terrifying
Crawling like a wild thing
Almost
Almost
Like a zombie
Looking for skin
Strange crawling thing demon
Like a zombie
Here he comes
So smart and so dumb
Here he comes
Almost dead.
Yet more terrifying
Crawling like a wild thing
Almost
Almost
Like a zombie
Looking for skin
Strange crawling thing demon
Like a zombie
Here he comes
So smart and so dumb
Here he comes
Almost dead.
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