JELLYFISH AND A CLOWNFISH NAMED VOLTAIRE

JELLYFISH AND A CLOWNFISH NAMED VOLTAIRE
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E = mc3: THE NEED FOR NEGATIVE THEOLOGY

E = mc3: THE NEED FOR NEGATIVE THEOLOGY
FUSION CUISINE: JESUS, EINSTEIN, and MICKEY MOUSE + INTERNETS (E = mc3) = TAO ~g(ZERO the HERO)d~OG

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Hearing impaired (tendency to appear dumb, dense, and/or aloof), orthodox atheist (believe faith more harmful than doubt), self depreciating sense of humor (confident/not to be confused with low self esteem), ribald sense of humor (satorical/mocking when sensing Condescension), confirmed bachelor (my fate if not my choosing), freakish inclination (unpredictable non-traditionalist opinions), free spirit (nor conformist bohemian) Believe others have said it better...... "Jim! You can be SO SMART, but you can be SO DUMB!" "Jim! You make such a MARTYR of yourself." "He's a nice guy, but...." "You must be from up NORTH!" "You're such a DICK!" "You CRAZY!" "Where the HELL you from?" "Don't QUITE know how to take your personality." My favorite, "You have this... NEED... to be....HONEST!"

Tuesday, September 30, 2014

Chicago - Mr. Cellophane Lyrics | MetroLyrics

Mr. Cellophane Lyrics
 
If someone stood up in a crowd
And raised their voice up way out loud
 And waved their arm and shook his leg
 You'd notice him
 
 If someone in the movie show
 Yelled, "Fire", in the second row
 This whole place is a powder keg
 You'd notice him
 
And even without clucking like a hen
 Everyone gets noticed, now and then
 Unless of course, that personage should be
 Invisible, inconsequential me
 
Cellophane, Mr. Cellophane shoulda been my
 name
 Mr. Cellophane 'cause you can look right
 through me
 Walk right by me and never know I'm there
 
I tell ya Cellophane, Mr. Cellophane shoulda been my
 name
 Mr. Cellophane 'cause you can look right
 through me
 Walk right by me and never know I'm there
 
Suppose you was a little ca
t Residin' in a person's flat
 Who fed you fish and scratched your ears?
 You'd notice him
 
Suppose you was a woman, wed
 And sleepin' in a double bed
 Beside one man, for seven years
 You'd notice him
 
A human being's made of more than air
 With all that bulk, you're bound to see him there
 Unless that human bein' next to you
 Is unimpressive, undistinguished you know who
 
Cellophane, Mr. Cellophane shoulda been my
 name
 Mr. Cellophane 'cause you can look right
 through me
 Walk right by me and never know I'm there
 
I tell ya Cellophane, Mr. Cellophane shoulda
 been my name
 Mr. Cellophane 'cause you can look right
 through me
 Walk right by me and never know I'm there
 Never even know I'm there
 
Hope I didn't take up too much of your time


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