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Racing Toward The Future
[History] rushes on, as it always did, with two forces racing toward the future, one splendidly uniformed, the other ragged but inspired.
November 2019
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A Pale Blue Dot
Our posturings, our imagined self-importance, the delusion that we have some privileged position in the Universe, are challenged by this point of pale light. Our planet is a lonely speck in the great, enveloping cosmic dark.
October 2019
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Feeling Fucked Up
dope death dead dying and jiving drove / her away made her take her laughter and her smiles / and her softness and her midnight sighs—
September 2019The Dog-Eared Page
from Dwellings
The whole world was a nest on its humble tilt, in the maze of the universe, holding us.
August 2019The Dog-Eared Page
Make This Simple Test
Guess which of your organs recognize it. Guess whether it is welcomed to their temples. Guess how it figures in their prayers. Guess how completely you become what you eat. Guess how soon.
July 2019The Dog-Eared Page
excerpted from The Diary Of A Young Girl
One good thing has come out of this: as the food gets worse and the decrees more severe, the acts of sabotage against the authorities are increasing.
June 2019
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It’s All Happening To All Of Us, All Of The Time
It is impossible to be a human being connected by affection to others and not be vulnerable to pains beyond our own.
May 2019The Dog-Eared Page
Poverty And Precarity
We need always to be thinking and writing about poverty, for if we are not among its victims its reality fades from us. We must talk about poverty, because people insulated by their own comfort lose sight of it.
April 2019
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Handy Tips On How To Behave At The Death Of The World
Eschew blandness. Eschew causing others pain. We are all the target so wear bright colors and dance with those you love.
March 2019
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The First Morning
I dream of a hard and brutal mysticism in which the naked self merges with a nonhuman world and yet somehow survives still intact, individual, separate. Paradox and bedrock.
February 2019
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