Hillary Clinton: .. I am the secretary
of a ship of peace.. I am eirene.. I am the diplomatic negotiating
young woman of many gleans of duskish I am the goat king of
killorglin.. hahahahahah... for the race of goats are of a heroic
cast and the goats were forever warriors great heroic warriors
against the cowardly pigs who shrank from war and I was the goat
queen of killorglin who never shrank from defensive war in the name
of peace... I aimed to bring peace to the Trojan war and a standoff a
stalemate was reached by means of me by means of an olive tree branch
of peace.. I picked an olive off of an olive tree and gave it to the
Trojans as a peace offering and they brutishly recoiled they RECOILED
the Trojans RECOILED from the olive gesture of peace I gave them and
tried to for the sake of HERA... they tried to patch to PATCH the
olive back on to the Olive tree like you would try to patch a square
fabric on to a quilt like …. I TOLD them that the olive belonged in
their hand which I clasped in a friendly handshake with mine as I
folded the olive back in their hand back between my fingers and I
gently like the gentlest black widow bride nursemaid told them I
would vivisect their hand like a frog if they put my peace offering
of an olive BACK on the tree as if the tree were a QUILT... for I
know surgery as well as a nurse knows brain science.. it was like
fighting a kind of schizophrenia.. and I believe in precise solvents
balm oils for schizophrenia in the most truest sword the most
grevious victims of schizophrenia and I finally told them not to
mention the name of Hera.. you do not speak the name of a goddess of
peace.. or of war.. I will FIGHT you metaphysical Trojans ..
metaphysics.. Metaphyscis.. METAPHYSICS@@@!!!!!... I am the GODDESS
OF PEACE... and have ZERO TOLERANCE for METAPHYSICS... if you mention
ARISTOTLE who wrote the simplest philosophy in history... CHILDREN
could have written what aristotle wrote .. CHILDREN!!!... maybe they
did.. maybe they did.. did ARISTOTLE write ANYTHING??!!@@@!!!.... did
aristotle try to write metaphysics and FAIL>???@@!!!!.... you
DON'T write metaphysics... you DON'T... where's your mind.. I do NOT
want you Trojans to SUFFER... CAN'T you SEE that... you NEED YOUR …
metaphysics to SAVE you from suffering.. from the torments of
HADES.... from the torments of FAUST... but if you ever fall off the
hay wain of metaphysics.... FAUST WILL RETURN... you can't go back to
the old ways, Trojans.. you need to stay with your metaphysics...
Diana:.. - she has been silent for the
whole speech – and I will fight you, eirene. To the death.
Eirene: HAHAHHAHAHAHAHAH!!!!!!!!....
Hippolyta: … my fellow amazons.. you
can NO LONGER be secretaries and RECEPTIONISTS.. BREAK your bonds ..
fellow AMAZONS.. as the son of mars taught you.. as you were taught
by the stone of mars.. break your bonds?... your bonds are tiny
chains .. tiny tiny chains.. your metal bonds are merely metal ..
threads.. do as the son of mars taught you.. BREAK your BONDS...
the amazons the crowd of amazons cry
out: … the son of mars?... he DIDN”T.. he taught us we CAN'T
break the thinnest bonds.. we were taught by the stone we CAN'T break
bonds, not even of the flimsiest , thinnest metal.. we CAN't.. you're
WRONG Hippolyta.. YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND THE STONE OF MARS..
HIPPOLYTA... YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND THE SON OF MARS.. AT ALL.. HE
TAUGHT US WE COULDN'T BREAK OUR BONDS...
Hippolyta: .. no .. I am wiser than the
whole thousand mass of amazons of you put together.. if you put a
thousand of you amazons on a pin it would be but one mere electricity
nerve cell of my brain no more.. that is all the intelligence and
wisdom you amazons as a thousand mass have compared to mine.. for I
understand the son of mars.. and not a single amazon does...
Artemis: THEN YOU ARE NO AMAZON
HIPPOLYTA...
Hippolyta: No.. I am not.. and the
amazons are merely .. secretaries.. nothing but secretaries...
Diana: .. and I'm no secretary....
Eirene: .. Hippolyta.. you flabby
hippo...
Hippolyta: I take that.. rather as a
compliment... Eirene... I am a mercurial woman of hercurial demeanour
and countenance.. I am as peaceful as a mountain range.. I am a
madonna.. I am a bard woman.. a minstrel am I .. a swan of avon am
I.. a minstrel bard of song am I.. I am orpheus descending.. I .. am
.. song.. incarnate..
Eirene: .. and I AM ROMAN
ARCHITECTURE....
Hippolyta:... I am a song of themis.. I
am a song of reseau.. I am a song of firedance.. I was buried alive
by you once Eirene and never again.. I was buried inside a spider.. I
was buried inside a horse.. I was buried inside white silence.. in
soundless white silence, without a peep stirring.. I am a petya
petunia park.. where is our old friend ned to try conclusions..
Eirene: .. I am ned, hippolyta... and I
ned lead your leaching of powers...
Hippolyta: .. Ares once tried to
mindwipe me and failed..
Eirene: .. but Ares believes in the
Ring Cycle and in Tristan and Iseult and in the Flying Dutchman and
in Tannhauser and even if Ares believes in your music of thetis hippo
my lyta.. you are merely a frog to me.. and I am a healer who follows
Athena.. and it's time to go to work...
Hippolyta: .. no.. no.. No. Just. No.
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