Going for Broke, and Getting There
"We try to love reasonable lives" One of the finest typos I've ever written. t was supposed to be 'live reasonable lives' but typos tell the truth better sometimes.
Our generation had this masterpiece shoved down our eyes whether we liked it or not. Its poetic prophecy proves truer than ever these days:
'pity this busy monster, manunkind'
pity this busy monster, manunkind,
not. Progress is a comfortable disease:
your victim (death and life safely beyond)
plays with the bigness of his littleness
--- electrons deify one razorblade
into a mountain range; lenses extend
unwish through curving wherewhen till unwish
returns on its unself.
A world of made
is not a world of born --- pity poor flesh
and trees, poor stars and stones, but never this
fine specimen of hypermagical
ultraomnipotence. We doctors know
a hopeless case if --- listen: there's a hell
of a good universe next door; let's go
E. E. Cummings
http://theeconomiccollapseblog.com/nearly-2-8-million-birds-mostly-chickens-and-turkeys-have-died-in-the-first-month-of-americas-raging-new-bird-flu-pandemic/
The new social competition: hunkering down. Keeping up with the Jones is now the new limbo: how low can you go?
Do you own any shirts other than Hawaiian prints? Asking for a smartass friend.
"We try to love reasonable lives" One of the finest typos I've ever written. t was supposed to be 'live reasonable lives' but typos tell the truth better sometimes.
Our generation had this masterpiece shoved down our eyes whether we liked it or not. Its poetic prophecy proves truer than ever these days:
'pity this busy monster, manunkind'
pity this busy monster, manunkind,
not. Progress is a comfortable disease:
your victim (death and life safely beyond)
plays with the bigness of his littleness
--- electrons deify one razorblade
into a mountain range; lenses extend
unwish through curving wherewhen till unwish
returns on its unself.
A world of made
is not a world of born --- pity poor flesh
and trees, poor stars and stones, but never this
fine specimen of hypermagical
ultraomnipotence. We doctors know
a hopeless case if --- listen: there's a hell
of a good universe next door; let's go
E. E. Cummings
http://theeconomiccollapseblog.com/nearly-2-8-million-birds-mostly-chickens-and-turkeys-have-died-in-the-first-month-of-americas-raging-new-bird-flu-pandemic/
The new social competition: hunkering down. Keeping up with the Jones is now the new limbo: how low can you go?
Do you own any shirts other than Hawaiian prints? Asking for a smartass friend.