Convergence for your first finale (7/8/09)
by Ryland Walker Knight
—or, your 10 zillion light years
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- Convergence for new gravities (7/30/09)
- Convergence for Fårö (7/30/09)
- "Is this a commercial? I think this is a commerci...
- Kill your clock.
- Viewing Log #4: Tastes like the tap [7/20/09 - 7/2...
- Charade, a game of names.
- Public Enemies: We Spray Spots.
- Liars, Thieves and Cheats: New Metro Classics Cale...
- Convergence for his sentinel descent (7/20/09)
- Viewing Log #3: Celebrity tenants [7/13/09 - 7/19/09]
- Convergence for your ramparts [ iii ] (7/14/09)
- Convergence for your ramparts [ ii ] (7/14/09)
- Convergence for your ramparts [ i ] (7/14/09)
- Viewing Log #2: Beyond The Pail [7/5/09 to 7/12/09]
- Convergence for your first finale (7/8/09)
- Found Facts. UPDATE.
- Follow the heft and feel quiet hang.
- Viewing Log #1: Settling OK [6/24/09 to 7/4/09]
- Stand up and crowd. Happy 4th of July!
- A conjunction of quotations #5
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I'm not telling you to make the world better, because I don't think that progress is necessarily part of the package. I'm just telling you to live in it. Not just to endure it, not just to suffer it, not just to pass through it, but to live in it. To look at it. To try to get the picture. To live recklessly. To take chances. To make your own work and take pride in it. To seize the moment. And if you ask me why you should bother to do that, I could tell you that the grave's a fine and private place, but none I think do there embrace. Nor do they sing there, or write, or argue, or see the tidal bore on the Amazon, or touch their children. And that's what there is to do and get it while you can and good luck at it.
— Joan Didion
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maybe that bottom thing is a heaven here not 10 zilli away... utopias are earth-bound?
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