*a stranger with down syndrome came up close to me in the theatre lobby earlier tonight & we talked a bit, faces very near. "your hair is messy," he whispered and smiled. hugged me, laying his head on my shoulder. i hugged back.
Then all shadows disappear, the foreshortening of perspective disappears, and all proofs become white-- a disagreeable fact: for this strange region would have been marvelous if reproduced with photographic exactness. It is but a group of hollows, craters, circles, a network of crests; then, as far as the eye could see, a whole volcanic network cast upon this encrusted soil. One can then understand that the bubbles of this central eruption have kept their first form. Crystallized by cooling, they have stereotyped that aspect which the moon formerly presented when under the Plutonian forces.
- Verne's Round the Moon
Then this ebony bird beguiling my sad fancy into smiling, By the grave and stern decorum of the countenance it wore, "Though thy crest be shorn and shaven thou," I said, "art sure no craven, Ghastly, grim, and ancient raven, wandering from the nightly shore. Tell me what the lordly name is on the Night's Plutonian shore." Quoth the raven, "Nevermore."
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**If you're really that upset about what's going on, which I doubt, go blow something up. Organize a group of people to block a freeway during rush hour. Go hand out information leaflets on your lunch hour to people on the streets, do something that has some impact beyond your own quiet little upper middle class white college educated coterie faux radicals whose self-inflicted impotence has doomed them to continually spewing a bunch of crap like "Poets against the war," to cite a perfect example of preaching to the choir someone else has already brought up, which only serves to give the talk radio and FoxNEWS talking heads more examples of ineffective dumb liberal nonsense to point at and ridicule. ~ Jason Quackenbush on the Buffalo Poetics Listserv 7/23/06
The final problem of intellection is this: you cannot rape yourself mentally, for thought creates its own shadow, blocks its own light, inhibits direct vision. The act of intuition or self-illumination can come only through a partner-object like a host in parasitology. - L Durrell, Nunquam
It is the theory that decides what can be observed. - A Einstein