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Freedom Fishbowl with Freedom Fuji Mum

Classroom Components: 1/ a fuji mum 2/ a fish bowl

fuji mum -
1) A rounded bloom with long narrow rays of petals, in this case displayed in a bulbuous container to enhance the wheel and spoke configuration

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a fish bowl -
1) Everyone can see in and everyone looks.
2) The "celebrity fish bowl" fear is the fear of "being recognized" being overpowered by a worse fear of "not being recognized".


|digital update|
This just in -
Our in-house intellectual property comment counsel has advised us regarding a foreign agent demand that we recognize that:
1) presenting the above specialized patent-pending petri dish as a "fishbowl",
and/or
2) naming the microbe-laden osseous matter (including cartilage) being grown in said petri dish as a "plant, flower or (specifically) a Mum of any variety" places the Internet in the de meritorious and vicariously onus and culpable position of providing information that is "less than science on Earth".

Also, the warning included a demand that we not mention any warm liquid agar, any particular mix of nutrients, salts or amino acids that may provide aid to the enemy, most notably "traditional mammalian cell cultures".

wtf's up with that!
Pardon moi, Mr. Princess on the steeple and all the pretty people drinkin, thinkin that they got it made
Everyone sees in and everyone looks.
You used to be so amused, exchange all kinds of precious praise then sniff and look away
Since we got nothing, we got nothing to lose
Were invisible now, we've got no secrets to conceal.

"And everything I know is what I need to know
And everything I do's been done before
Every sentence in my head someone else has said"

I'm starting to speak in song lyrics, the agents, they've got me!

Once upon a time you dressed so fine
You threw the bums a dime in your prime, didn’t you?
Peopled call, say, beware doll, you’re bound to fall
You thought they were all kiddin’ you
You used to laugh about
Everybody that was hangin’ out
Now you don’t talk so loud
Now you don’t seem so proud
About having to be scrounging for your next meal.

How does it feel
How does it feel
To be without a home
Like a complete unknown
Like a rolling fish bowl?

You’ve gone to the finest school all right, miss lonely
But you know you only used to get juiced in it
And nobody has ever taught you how to live on the street
And now you find out you’re gonna have to get used to it
You said you’d never compromise
With the mystery tramp, but now you realize
He’s not selling any alibis
As you stare into the vacuum of his eyes
And ask him do you want to make a deal?

How does it feel
How does it feel
To be on your own
With no direction home
Like a complete unknown
Like a rolling fish bowl?

You never turned around to see the frowns on the jugglers and the clowns
When they all come down and did tricks for you
You never understood that it ain’t no good
You shouldn’t let other people get your kicks for you
You used to ride on the chrome horse with your diplomat
Who carried on his shoulder a siamese cat
Ain’t it hard when you discover that
He really wasn’t where its at
After he took from you everything he could steal.

How does it feel
How does it feel
To be on your own
With no direction home
Like a complete unknown
Like a rolling fish bowl?

Princess on the steeple and all the pretty people
They’re drinkin, thinkin that they got it made
Exchanging all kinds of precious gifts and things
But you’d better lift your diamond ring, you’d better pawn it babe
You used to be so amused
At napoleon in rags and the language that he used
Go to him now, he calls you, you cant refuse
When you got nothing, you got nothing to lose
You’re invisible now, you got no secrets to conceal.

How does it feel
How does it feel
To be on your own
With no direction home
Like a complete unknown
Like a rolling fish bowl?

do we really need to credit these lyrics to "Like a rolling fish bowl?"
If you don't know the writer then go ask anyone. Anyone can tell you.

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hey B - is everything OK? Maybe you need a swim or some team sports or something. Maybe you're getting to far inside of your head

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