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"When I slowed the movement and found the date I wanted, I looked at the screen for some time, feeling a detached fascination, a clash of impulses, really -- I think I was trying to be objective in the face of something revealed, an unexpected connection, a symmetry that seemed to be waiting for someone to discover it." (via Mefi)

      "ballade of the blood moon"

   a sad word
as the winds kill
   trust shattered
no share until
   & the bill
will be born soon
   our maw's krill
is a blood moon

   the sick herd
houses his will
   fray scattered
skullface windmill
   dying hill
& no derne boon
   got blanched chill
from this blood moon

   sorry flerd
flogs its pain pill
   our flag's bird
guts in its bill
   silos spill
for spank buffoon
   nightmares still
each new blood moon

   snap my quill
snubbing ice goon
   cages fill
cagmag's blood moon

The Loch Ness Monster's song.

"Rock music is built on distortion: on the idea that things are enriched, not degraded, by noise." —Brian Eno

"Sun, time, death—the universe forms in carnivores."