Okay, time for blathering. The only real way to become immortal is through an idea. Ideas are viral, spreading far faster than wildfire. Money cannot stop an idea once it has been uncaged. Torture cannot. Nor violence. Nor censorship. Not even rabid lawn gnome space babies from space. And death means ntohing to an idea. Ideas land and settle quickly. Once you are exposed to one, there is no cure for it. It has rooted itself in your brain, whether you agree with it or not. You become a carrier for it, spreading it through conversation and further thinking. In fact, you are host to trillions of these strange, ethereal things called ideas. They latch themselves to your subconscious, your dreams, and they may take over. Some ideas are bad, some are good, some depend on how you see it, which can be triggered by previous exposure to a clashing idea. Numerous political figures have attempted to eliminate this potential toppler of whatever they have made by stifling the masses' rights and through censorship, with failure. However, ideas are far too infectious, and these little things are responsible for any and all progress in our meager, violent, stupid, rockthrowing, bald monkey history. Ideas multiply faster than the speed of light, and mutations occur in their offspring. A man might be killed but his idea will be immortalized, no matter how his ideals and character are torn apart by his enemies. An idea never dies, instead lurking in the depths of the human mind, waiting for its opportunity to fit whatever need there may be.

Okay, glad I got that out, it's been growing in my head since this afternoon.

Now, for the lyrics to 'Island of the Honest Man', by Hot Hot Heat.

I was picked up and then dropped off in a culture counter-clockwise turned around

Dug a hole in Southern Carolina - took me straight to China safe and sound

Donated my map to the lost and found

 

While working for a common cause I only got a kamikaze state of mind

This self defeating meeting of the minds is eating what was once so hard to find

 

But right then the clouds parted in the sky

The horizon took us all a little by surprise, by surprise

Watch the sky

And as the howling winds subdsided, the locals ran out, all waving their hands and singing:

 

Welcome to the island of the honest man

Do what you want - there is no need to impress us

Welcome to the island of the honest man

We don't believe in what the big people tell us

Wait here - stay here

 

I was picked up and then dropped off in a culture counter-clockwise turned around

Rolled a pair of dice in Paris that got me to paradise all safe and sound.

 

Stole my temper back from the lost and found

No longer needed to be seated on a sinking ship just waiting there to drown

There to drown - jump off now

 

And as they lead us to their village, a thousand voices all started to sing out loud:

 

Welcome to the island of the honest man

Do what you want - there is no need to impress us

Welcome to the island of the honest man

We don't believe in what the big people tell us

Wait here - stay here

 

From the sunrise up above to the sunset below, they all sing

Welcome in, welcome back, well come on let's go

And all the people on the island they already know why they sing

Welcome in, welcome back, well come on let's go

From the sunrise up above to the sunset below, they all sing

Welcome in, welcome back, well come on let's go

And all the people on the island they all want to show why they sing, why they sing, why they sing, why they're singing

 

Welcome to the island of the honest man

Do what you want - there is no need to impress us

Welcome to the island of the honest man

We don't believe in what the big people tell us

 

Welcome to the island of the honest man

This is the island of the honest man

Welcome to the island of the honest man

This is the island of the honest man

Wait here - stay here

 

I was picked up and then dropped off in a culture counter-clockwise turned around

--"Island of the Honest Man", by Hot Hot Heat. I love that song, it's so random and well done.