"One man, seeking to develop steel of a high enough quality to make razor blades that could compete with foreign offerings, sought out an aged former swordsmith in the mountains and became his apprentice. They attempted to mechanise the ancient tatara process of smelting iron ore into tamahagane, jewel-steel. Trial was met with much error, to the point that the old smith swore to the gods that he would disembowel himself if this one final attempt did not work. Thankfully, they got the air blast setting right and produced some very excellent steel, which became the foundation for the company’s razor blade business." —Jonathon via
Whatever happens to musicians will happen to everybody.
"tracking deaths of despair at the jukebox"
the toast stirs · El NiƱo creeps
a deep dive
in dark waters
& nature's nard filches
Nemesis & hymnbook
foreign postage · Pitcairn Island
this spice wind
wandered wayward
the fridge nags chiming
frabjous not quite abseil
entity lost · with the leafturn
Some reviews i wrote about Dallas art.


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