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[23 Jul 2009|04:58pm]
In our obscurity in all this vastness, who will come to save us from ourselves?

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[05 Jul 2009|11:58am]
It's all such horseshit!

"The magic of possibility." What is it to "experience beauty?" If beauty is neither heavy nor light, what is it?
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