“All the world’s a stage,
And all the men and women merely players;
They have their exits and their entrances,
And one man in his time plays many parts,
His acts being seven ages. At first, the infant,
Mewling and puking in the nurse’s arms.
Then the whining schoolboy, with his satchel
And shining morning face, creeping like snail
Unwillingly to school. And then the lover,
Sighing like furnace, with a woeful ballad
Made to his mistress’ eyebrow. Then a soldier,
Full of strange oaths and bearded like the pard,
Jealous in honor, sudden and quick in quarrel,
Seeking the bubble reputation
Even in the cannon’s mouth. And then the justice,
In fair round belly with good capon lined,
With eyes severe and beard of formal cut,
Full of wise saws and modern instances;
And so he plays his part. The sixth age shifts
Into the lean and slippered pantaloon,
With spectacles on nose and pouch on side;
His youthful hose, well saved, a world too wide
For his shrunk shank, and his big manly voice,
Turning again toward childish treble, pipes
And whistles in his sound. Last scene of all,
That ends this strange eventful history,
Is second childishness and mere oblivion,
Sans teeth, sans eyes, sans taste, sans everything.”

― William Shakespeare, As You Like It

Sir Francis Bacon was a scientist, philosopher, courtier, diplomat, essayist, historian and successful politician, who served as Solicitor General (1607), Attorney General (1613) and Lord Chancellor (1618). Those who subscribe to the theory that Sir Francis Bacon wrote Shakespeare’s works refer to themselves as “Baconians,” while dubbing those who maintain the orthodox view that William Shakespeare of Stratford wrote his own works “Stratfordians.”

Baconian theory of Shakespeare authorship

Who was Francis Bacon?
and to whom[what] did he pay tribute?

David Wilcock and Corey Goode: History of the Solar System and Secret Space Program – Notes from Consciousness Life Expo 2016

You are the salt of the earth, but if salt becomes insipid, with what will it be salted? It is good for nothing except to be thrown outside and to be trodden upon by people.

You are the light of the world. You cannot hide a city that has been built upon a mountain.

And they do not light a lamp and set it under a basket, but on a lampstand, and it gives light to all those who are in the house.

Thus your light will shine before the children of men that they may see your good works, and may glorify your Father who is in Heaven.

— Matthew 5,13-16

Who is a person?
and what is not?

What is a saddle?
and what a sidesaddle?

Who rides the saddle?
Who may sidesaddle?
and why?
or when?

Morning tea?
Earl Green?
Gunpowder Green?

Beneath the powers and times
that were,
you wake up to survive
another day.

Beyound space and time,
you dream,
or daydream.

Because there’s no night,
so you cannot dream of
nothing but the eternal day.

Night and day? Time-porn.
Light speed? Space-porn.
Mass production? Industrious-porn.
Pork and sugar? Food-porn.

Legs and tits? Soft-porn.
Fuck and suck? Sex-porn.
Ass to mouth? Sick-porn.

Clowns and larps? Fear-porn.
Men with men? Gay-porn.
Musing men? Romantic-porn.

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