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'"It's finally getting serious. So I've grown older. Was I the only one who wasn't serious? Is it our times that are not serious? I was never lonely. Neither when I was alone, nor with others. I would have liked to be alone at last."' | '"It's finally getting serious. So I've grown older. Was I the only one who wasn't serious? Is it our times that are not serious? I was never lonely. Neither when I was alone, nor with others. I would have liked to be alone at last."' | ||
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* Jackson Turner Main: [http://uncpress.unc.edu/books/T-5383.html The Antifederalists] | * Jackson Turner Main: [http://uncpress.unc.edu/books/T-5383.html The Antifederalists] | ||
* Richardson Wright: [http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/tg/detail/-/0812968735/104-1832502-2235112?v=glance The Gardener's Bed-Book] | * Richardson Wright: [http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/tg/detail/-/0812968735/104-1832502-2235112?v=glance The Gardener's Bed-Book] | ||
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I'm trying to learn how to have a morning routine. They don't come easy, because morning is the only time when sleep is easy to touch. The idea is compost-chickens-dishes-tea-paper. Maybe once i master that, i can add yoga or letterwriting. Consistency is so hard. | I'm trying to learn how to have a morning routine. They don't come easy, because morning is the only time when sleep is easy to touch. The idea is compost-chickens-dishes-tea-paper. Maybe once i master that, i can add yoga or letterwriting. Consistency is so hard. | ||
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| + | Rose: You made me look ridiculous in there. | ||
| + | Guil: I looked just as ridiculous as you did. | ||
| + | Rose: (an anguished cry) Consistency is all I ask! | ||
| + | Guil: (low, wry rhetoric) Give us this day our daily mask. | ||
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| + | Is this all i have, regurgitated media? Guthrie, me, Wenders/Handke, readinglist, His Name is Alive, Victor Hugo, me, Stoppard. Patchwork. Pastiche? Is it creation? Could it be? | ||
Revision as of 12:22, 10 March 2005
Now as I look round, it's mighty plain to see
The world is such a great and a funny place to be;
The gamblin' man is rich and the workin' man is poor
And I ain't got no home in this world anymore.
-- Guthrie
It's getting harder to pretend it all makes sense to me. But pretending as hard as i can is what makes it possible to live and (hopefully) help others. '"It's finally getting serious. So I've grown older. Was I the only one who wasn't serious? Is it our times that are not serious? I was never lonely. Neither when I was alone, nor with others. I would have liked to be alone at last."'
- William Gibson: Count Zero
- Paul Goodman: Utopian Essays and Practical Proposals
- Jackson Turner Main: The Antifederalists
- Richardson Wright: The Gardener's Bed-Book
- The Sunday New York Times
Chances are we are mad.
"Et je n'ai moi,
Par la sang-Dieu!
Ni foi, ni loi,
Ni feu, ni lieu,
Ni roi,
Ni Dieu."
I'm trying to learn how to have a morning routine. They don't come easy, because morning is the only time when sleep is easy to touch. The idea is compost-chickens-dishes-tea-paper. Maybe once i master that, i can add yoga or letterwriting. Consistency is so hard.
Rose: You made me look ridiculous in there. Guil: I looked just as ridiculous as you did. Rose: (an anguished cry) Consistency is all I ask! Guil: (low, wry rhetoric) Give us this day our daily mask.
Is this all i have, regurgitated media? Guthrie, me, Wenders/Handke, readinglist, His Name is Alive, Victor Hugo, me, Stoppard. Patchwork. Pastiche? Is it creation? Could it be?