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the powers that sustain are the powers that destroy…

the powers that sustain are the powers that destroy for the moment i hold them in perfect equipoise Patrick Hurley taught writing and literature at various colleges for many years until he discovered bartenders make more than adjunct faculty and … Continue reading

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the beggars from porlock will try to derail your thoughts…

the beggars from porlock will try to derail your thoughts ‘excuse me!’ they’ll shout over and over again just when you thought you might be on to something they’re looking for metaphysical spare change don’t try to get back on … Continue reading

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nature’s not a uniform green and old walt…

nature’s not a uniform green and old walt never measured the handkerchief of the lord abide with me in contradiction i’ll grow so vast all opposites will be contained within me nations and churches will cease to exist everything decays … Continue reading

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the gates seem forbidding but stout souls will enter…

the gates seem forbidding but stout souls will enter at first the music from within will sound dark if not discordant change your ears simplicity contains within it the root of all complexity abandon serial fantasies repetition doesn’t exist there … Continue reading

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escape as a concept is pure distraction…

escape as a concept is pure distraction effective movement towards any cardinal point must be predicated upon some subtle interior transformation even from the standpoint of a supposed objective observer situated let’s say in such a way as to observe … Continue reading

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memory is fragmentary and there is nothing…

memory is fragmentary and there is nothing to be assembled or reassembled beware the cyclical fallacy as well as totality’s siren song can a solitary particle admit of possession even while aggregates shift and morph relentlessly into brightly colored patterns? … Continue reading

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there is no passage not of time nor through space…

there is no passage not of time nor through space we cover what should be uncovered and unearth what belongs beneath the surface dubious structures are erected at night neither scale them nor work your way painstakingly around them pass … Continue reading

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