I’ve said it once or twice before, but methinks it bears repeating…
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…when it rains, it…
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yeah
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I thought 2003 and 2004 were pretty fscking busy, but 2005 and 2006 are gonna make those others look like a cakewalk. By the time 2007 starts, I will be a completely different person in every way.
this is where the dollar burns
this is where the end begins
i am faded white like a only
a only and days and days gone by and it
i remember
i remember
§ As you get older, the ghosts become more real than anything else.
§ Under the leaves, soil. Under the soil, stone. Under the stone, souls.
§ Radically empowering individuals in society may be the worst mistake we ever made.
§ Want to be a radical? Refuse to suffer. Then, wait for the assault.
§ Goodbye 2017, part two. (The real part.)
§ Sometimes you find home where you’ve never been—and you dwell where you aren’t.
§ The self can’t play Atlas for postmodernity because science is now supernatural.
§ Rehab is universal. So is history.
§ Identity, transcendence, and tactics.
§ Untitled. (a.k.a. Pretty faces, new old photos.)