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Wikipedia Poem, No. 113
even death will have not lied to anything through the sound my age burns the theatre even death dark war a war chant mean as fire they are my age burns the g I know you and the eyes mad mad mad mad mad mad mad mad mad mad mad mad mad mad mad mad…
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Wikipedia Poem, No. 111
ONE that I’ve listed Members at Multi-Quote This society doesn’t smile no equal proof that main characters those stuffed like he’s a Dante design Not together probably just is IMO I don’t result is nothere this Oh and a case in additions about our different kinds who can’t afford the Court of Whenevery playing think…
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Alberto Burri
Thin lines of graphite gather in the sky Angels pull open two halves of the curtain Or the surgeon scalpels abdominal flesh “A whole chain of pulls and tensions”
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Noam Chomsky on Truth, Media and the Crisis of Mr. Peepers
Q: You said somewhere, I think in this new book on power, “You can lie or distort the story of the French Revolution as long as you like and nothing will happen. Propose a false theory in chemistry and it will be refuted tomorrow.” A: Yes, that’s the kind of thing I mean. Nature is…
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“Quem me dera que a minha vida fosse um carro de bois” Fernando Pessoa
XVI Quem me dera que a minha vida fosse um carro de bois Que vem a chiar, manhãzinha cedo, pela estrada, E que para de onde veio volta depois Quase à noitinha pela mesma estrada. Eu não tinha que ter esperanças — tinha só que ter rodas … A minha velhice não tinha rugas nem…
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Wikipedia Poem, No. 86
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The ground outside Papered with noise Wild a fire, far off And sleep.
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A beautiful paragraph from Pynchon
“Sunrise was on the way, the bars were just closed or closing, out in front of Wavos everybody was either at the tables along the sidewalk, sleeping with their heads on Health Waffles or in bowls of vegetarian chili, or being sick in the street, causing small-motorcycle traffic to skid in the vomit and so…
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“my evil is removed/my sin is forgiven”
A pencil marked Post-it found in a lobby in Edison, N.J. “one of the Seraphs eg [angel] flew towards me in his hands was a hot coal he had taken from the [altar] with tongs. He touched my mouth with it & said Look this coal has touched your lips your evil is removed my…
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