And just like that, with no fanfare and almost by stealth or sleight-of-hand, she went from having just gone for an interview… to simply having left, indefinitely. More indefinitely than ever before. I suppose there’s a message in there somewhere.
I suppose school is the thing at this point. If that doesn’t happen, things will be very, very bleak indeed.
§ 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.)