"Here you see is the pedestal of a statue, with only half a leg and four toes remaining: there were many here once."
"Perfectibilians, deteriorationists, statu-quo-ites, phrenologists, transcendentalists, political economists, theorists in all sciences, projectors in all arts, morbid visionaries, romantic enthusiasts, lovers of music, lovers of the picturesque, and lovers of good dinners, march, and will march for ever, 'pari passu' with the march of mechanics, which some facetiously call the march of the intellect. The fastidious in old wine are a race that does not decay.
Literary violators of the confidences of private life still gain a disreputable livelihood and an unenviable notoriety. Match-makers from interest, and the disappointed in love and in friendship, are varieties of which specimens are extant. The great principle of the Right of Might is as flourishing now as in the days of Maid Marian: the array of false pretensions, moral, political, and literary, is as imposing as ever: the rulers of the world still feel things in their effects, and never foresee them in their causes: and political mountebanks continue, and will continue, to puff nostrums and practise legerdemain under the eyes of the multitude: following, like the "learned friend" of Crotchet Castle, a course as tortuous as that of a river, but in a reverse process; beginning by being dark and deep, and ending by being transparent."
Preface from 'Headlong Hall' (1815)
Written on March 4, 1837 by Thomas Love Peacock
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"The path of secrecy is a slippery slope. While necessity may dictate, at times, that we shade ourselves and out work from the all-too often harsh light of inquiry, habitual secret-keeping can mire even the noblest of intentions in shadow. It is this shadow I fell prey to, blinded not only to the action of colleagues like Dr. Thomas Werner Mittelwerk, but also to the works of my own hand.
I fear the lessons learned have cost many their happiness. Some few have even lost their lives. My regret for this is endless. But, I assure you now, as I did then, that the work of The Hanso Foundation has always been intended to bring rebirth to a dying land and a dying people.
Our methods must change. As of this moment, The Hanso Foundation enters a period of restructure and overhaul. Transparency and oversight will be our guiding principles, excellence in communication and response to feedback our greatest strengths. To save humanity, we need first tap into just that — our humanity.
Much time has passed — perhaps too much. Thanks to the tireless efforts of my daughter, Rachel Blake, and a worldwide movement set against the dark entity that was Thomas Mittelwerk's regime, I have been exonerated and freed of imprisonment. Thanks to the grace and foresight of the Global Welfare Consortium, we at The Hanso Foundation have been given a second chance to build a future that can support, enrich, and cradle us all in peace and joy.
It is to this I dedicate my life and my Foundation. My only hope is that you will join me."
Namaste
Statement from Alvar Hanso
The Hanso Foundation
(I personally don't care if they (the writers of 'LOST') have this thing figured out or not. In a way, the end (and, the answers) can (or, will) be hardly as entertaining as the journey along the way.)
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Lost Message
(Buy: Air: Pocket Symphony)
A Little Lost
(Buy: Arthur Russell: The World of Arthur Russell)
I Got Lost
(Buy: Dinosaur Jr: Beyond)
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