Wednesday, August 24, 2005

Whoa.



   "...the orb I sought
To serve, those glimpses came of Fomalhaut..."

--Sord*llo


If my window is still not working by now, it can wait through our cold days.


"As Life, the somewhat, hangs 'twixt nought and nought.."

--ibid

"Or say, words have knees..."

--Zukofsky

"Each a god's germ, doomed to remain a germ"

--Sord*llo


"Visual artists painting all day with the sound of their brush strokes amplified over the public address system."



"Brief, the object of Arab life was to be--to be fre, to be brave, to be wise; while the endeavour of other peoples was and is to have--to have wealth, to have knowledge, to have a name; and while moderns make their 'epitome of life' to be, to do, and to suffer."

--Richard F Burton, T*rminal 3ssay to Th* Thousand Nights and a Night


Truly our world is simulacrum of a misfiring conspiracy.


Automatically do ambigrams. (via M*tafilt*r)


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