Tuesday, October 25, 2005

Às Vezes As Frequências Fritam-me Os Miolos
















Free will. It's like butterfly wings: once touched, they never get off the ground.
No, I only set the stage. You pull your own strings.

I'm here on the ground with my nose in it since the whole thing began. I've nurtured every sensation Man's been inspired to have. I cared about what he wanted and I never judged him. Why? Because I never rejected him, in spite of all his imperfections. I'm a fan of man!
I'm a humanist. Maybe the last humanist.

God? Let me give you a little inside information about God.
God likes to watch. He's a prankster. Think about it. He gives man instincts. He gives you this extraordinary gift, and then what does He do, I swear for His own amusement, his own private, cosmic gag reel, He sets the rules in opposition. It's the goof of all time. Look but don't touch. Touch, but don't taste. Taste, don't swallow. Ahaha. And while you're jumpin' from one foot to the next, what is he doing? He's laughin' His sick, fuckin' ass off!
He's a tight-ass! He's a sadist! He's an absentee landlord!
Worship that? Never.

Al Pacino as John Milton in Taylor Hackford's "The Devil's Advocate"

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