so look at me Ida what do
you see inside your mind
/ see a hole right through
the middle of you
/ got a name / Ida / I’m
Sad / why / no it’s my
name Sad But Great
capital S capital B capital
G people call
me Sad
mythologyofblue: Diagram of an eclipse of the sun, with the moon casting a shadow cone, c. 1260.
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Medieval methods of entertainment included sad dances and alienation parties.
have new space suit, will travel
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mythologyofblue: Dziga Vertov, Chelovek s kinoapparatom (Man with a Movie Camera) (still), 1929
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Write to please just one person. If you open a window and make love to the world, so to speak, your story will get pneumonia.
Bolaño’s big risk was turning his back on being “merely” a Latin American. After he won the prestigious Rómulo Gallegos Prize for The Savage Detectives, he commented that “a writer’s homeland is … his tongue”. But, characteristically, he then undercut this, saying that “sometimes … a writer’s only homeland is … his courage”. It’s a statement that rings true in relation to 2666. And Bolaño, ever ready with a jest, couldn’t resist adding: “I feel like Pinocchio.” It is by being brave and truthful, he proposes, that we get to be real.
Perfection sounds round.
Good morning good Io.
There are two methods for cultivating the uniqueness of the self: the method of addition and the method of subtraction.
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by Ben Marcus
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