On life
Life is matter that recombines until it is art.
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The present moment was a little light travelling in darkness.
Iris Murdoch, An Unofficial Rose
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That they are so frequently wrong doesn't mean I can make them wrong to make myself right.
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How rewarding when my words echo someone else's, to know that I am where they have been.
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Is it only the designation as consumer that has elevated the status of the individual in Western society? Do we fade if we do not buy, if we do not use?
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What would it be like to live one's life rather than try to author it?
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The purpose of dream seems to be to remind self that it is other.
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