Capturing my desultory thoughts before they fleet away with the rays of the Sun
Saturday, August 21, 2010
Another Visit to the Oracle: Atwood
I've taken up aphorism. Cryptic, they say. Soon I'll get everything down to one word. All crammed in there, very condensed you understand, like an extremely small black star. Like a black hole. Like a dense potential. Like the letter A.
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