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I danced through the graveyard.

That metaphor never gets old. Until it does. And then dies.

Listening to WWW.African.FM

Double you 3 times. That's 6 yous.

Yesterday reading Bryson's short history of nearly everything, about DNA and protein, how they evolved together and need each other, the levels of complexity in our wondrous machines. And also going through the Shakespeare sonnets with Helen Vendler. Getting inside each aesthetic contraption, I follow it down to the human bakeries of the heart.

And bring it all with me. 

Angel with headphones...

I love looking into the dark vaults and seeing the morning sun beam through the stained glass...
 Self portrait in a convex mylar balloon 

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