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Der Menscheit Würde ist in Eure Hand gegeben, bewahret Sie!


Some kind soul has left this message on down in Salamanca.

If I were the vandal-type, I'd be penning some of Schiller's exhortations left right and centre. The dude sure could fire people up!

Comments

KL said…
Nice 3D effect in that wall-writing. Start it. Instead of writing on wall, write them on small scraps of paper and leave them on your colleagues desks.
Kris McCracken said…
KL, I isolated the colour, which makes it stand out.
G. B. Miller said…
I don't know, the saying reminds me of something Mr. Spock once said: Logic is a wreath of pretty flowers, that smell very bad.
Miles McClagan said…
It's a long way from the graffiti I used to see every time I put the trolleys back at Coles, Kurt Cobain died for you! (the ! added a nice touch)

So that's my fault as well I guess
Priyanka Khot said…
Profound! Made me want to start living.... ALMOST!
yamini said…
Well, that is what we all do all our life... isn't it?
lettuce said…
very cool graffiti

(and photo)
KL said…
Ok, sir, all kudos to you...(rolling eyes)...:-D...
Kris McCracken said…
G, that darned Spock!
Kris McCracken said…
Miles, fifteen years ago now! Christ I am old.
Kris McCracken said…
Yamini, some of us.
Kris McCracken said…
KL, the way that it should be.
Kris McCracken said…
Lettuce, at least it isn’t a penis.
yournotalone said…
If you are fully aware that you are the part of the cycle called life-love-death - it kind of liberates you for a moments before the routine drags you back to biorobot level.
Kris McCracken said…
Aigars, well it's better than Georges Bataille's "born alone, die alone" shtick!

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