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Thursday, July 03, 2003 :::
 

The margins are all I have left ...

We are all made of stars.

If anyone cares to listen, what I have spinning at any given moment is the same as getting a glimpse at Faulkner's library when he was writing ...

One of these mornings ...

The monkeys want us to believe we are chimps (and the chimps are monkeys ...). And all evidence has been erased - down the memory hole. What is said from on high is to be believed down low and that's the way we like it. Plausible deniablity. We are Judas, feverishly washing our hands of all of this. But where is it exactly, that I end and you begin? The YOU being everyone, everywhere of course? We are interconnected in far more ways than we are disconnected. One has to strive with all one's might to disconnect. Connectedness, while being a double-edged sword can be wielded as our greatest strength in overcoming anything - getting through the chimp/monkey paradigm.





::: posted by Jeremy at 10:36 AM


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