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night is a hidden world one of sleep without light we evolved for sleep- how did it come to us what were we doing before sleep night was an extension of day a dark dark extension- not a curtain that closed as the sun set, people ate at night or walked at night without regret or fear perhaps fear with animals lurking under bush but we were always alive with no escape, no soft veined curtain to end ...

bookmarks:
lisa I DON'T LOVE
FILM
I LOVE
autobio (epitaphs)
listography GIVE MEMORIES
  • IV Curious People and Dangerous Ideas- Chuck Klosterman
  • Be Here Now- The Lama Foundation
  • Memories of My Melancholy Whores- Gabriel Garcia Marquez
  • Summer Blonde- Adrian Tomine
  • Strange Pilgrims- Gabriel Garcia Marquez
  • Trash- Dorothy Allison
  • On the Road- Jack Kerouac
  • When You Are Engulfed in Flames- David Sedaris
  • The Sirens of Titan- Kurt Vonnegut
  • The Omnivore's Dilemma- Micheal Pollan
  • The Brief Wondrous Life of Oscar Wao- Junot Diaz
  • Days of War, Nights of Love - Crimethink
  • PopIsm- Andy Warhol
  • Immortality- Milan Kundera
nov 17 2009 ∞
dec 26 2009 +