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In this world, cleverness and artifice are synonymous. So when people wax the wild prophetic, i don't mind if you assume that we express in vanity, as long as, first, you assume that we don't. i leave you, for now, with the Beat:

Where are Whitman's wild children,
where the great voices speaking out
with a sense of sweetness and sublimity,
where the great new vision,
the great world-view,
the high prophetic song
of the immense earth
and all that sings in it
And our relation to it ---
     - Lawrence Ferlinghetti

i am able able
Because i want to know the meaning of everything
     - Gregory Corso

a poem: www.angelfire.com/az3/laxy0/poemUO.html


  posted by Arthur @ 7/15/2002 09:16:00 AM


Monday, July 15, 2002  

 

Ah me! The weary eschatologist!


  posted by Arthur @ 7/14/2002 10:10:00 PM


Sunday, July 14, 2002  
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