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the development of voice, so often spoken about by writers, must be a unique and very much internal coming-to-know process. nothing frugal or ascetic, but rich, debaucherous, and psychic. transient as any heightened state of being. sustainable only with tremendous self-discipline or complete abstention from reasoned living. so, what path is this, developing in the time of ... war?
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try it... you might
find something relevant, you might not. but then again, what
is relevancy? eyes wide open, all is relevant. eyes closed
tight, not much is gained...
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try it... you might
find something relevant, you might not. but then again, what
is relevancy? eyes wide open, all is relevant. eyes closed
tight, not much is gained...
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The desert is indescribable. reality rushes into it, rapid Light. The gaze melts. Yet this morning. Very young, I was already crying over humanity. With every new year I could see it dissolving in hope and in violence. Very young. I would take my mother's Meteor and drive into the desert. There I spent entire days, nights, dawns. Driving fast and the slowly, spinning out the Light in its mauve and small lines which like veins mapped a great tree of life in my eyes.
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-- Nicole Brossard
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