“Yet, sluggard, wake, and gull thy soul no more With earth's false pleasures, and the world's delight, Whose fruit is fair and pleasing to the sight, But sour in taste, false as the putrid core: Thy flaring glass is gems at her half light; She makes thee seeming rich, but truly poor: She boasts a kernel, and bestows a shell; Performs an inch of her fair-promis'd ell: Her words protest a heav'n; her works produce a hell.” WorldSoulLightEarthPleasurePoorHalfHellRichProduceTasteFairsSightFruitGlassesDelightCoreTheeProtestInchesShellsBoastSeemingSourGemsKernelGullsElls Book:Emblems, Divine and Moral: The School of the Heart ; And, Hieroglyphics of the Life of Man Source: Emblems, Divine and Moral: The School of the Heart ; And, Hieroglyphics of the Life of Man
“The land monopoly always starts with conquest. Shot and shell are the coins of purchase, as Herbert Spencer said. Except by force of arms, nobody "owns" the earth, anymore than the moon, the planets, the stars themselves.” SaidEarthForceStarsLandPlanetsArmsMoonShotsShellsCoinsConquestMonopoly Author:Robert Anton Wilson