I grow old ever learning many things.
Read, every day, something no one else is reading. Think, every day, something no one else is thinking. Do, every day, something no one else would be silly enough to do. It is bad for the mind to continually be part of unanimity.
Another death. Another killing.
Another outrage perpetrated by those in power on those with none.
Another set of babble and bile from the privileged talking heads.
Another day of confused thoughts and feelings no one knows what to do with.
I dread hearing the word "another."
In Portland OR, I saw the following chalked on sidewalks in different parts of the city:
In one or two cases, there was more of a message but we were typically walking too fast (even on vacation, we hurry hurry hurry) for me to read it or take a picture.
The Priory of Sion is a well-known secret-society hoax, according to Wikipedia, itself a secret society in some ways, but never mind that now. The world has Dan Brown’s novel The Da Vinci Code to thank for promoting the Priory of Sion to a higher profile. Google will lead you to many other sites.
That other conspiratorial place, Reddit, had a few threads, like this one, on the phenomenon. One of the posters sees this as the work of one person who has a history of posting messages all over town, and others responded saying they’d seen different guys chalking the sign on the sidewalk.
What does a society have to do to stay secret??
Things to live by.