Coronal Mass Ejection simulator.
“Think about those who haven’t long to live, who know that everything is over and done with, except the time in which the thought of their end unrolls. Write for gladiators…” –E M Cioran, ๐โ๐ ๐๐๐๐ข๐๐๐ ๐๐๐กโ ๐ต๐๐๐๐ ๐ต๐๐๐ (1973)
Love is a Skinny Kid (1962). (via Pseudopodium) ☆☆☆
These make the last few embers of dinosaur sunlight.
This will be a legendary day: we were so free,
so bold, so murderous. Our mayfly-brief
glory will be unsurpassed & the talon
of our joy has marked the spot indelibly.
What is there more to say? We touched the stars
but our hearts were not touched. Our first resort
was annihilation. Waking now, we still won’t label
this fury of a pastime anything but innocence.
What wonder if our trinkets, that litter the earth,
when they work no more, become bleak plethora
of talismans? Holding them now, our karma upon us,
we still want to click on a window & do it over.
(2013)
The Legend of Lylah Clare (1963). ☆☆☆
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