We knew the world would not be the same. A few people laughed, a few people cried, most people were silent. I remembered the line from the Hindu scripture, the Bhagavad-Gita… “Now, I am become Death, the destroyer of worlds.”
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This should fill my “Obligatory-cheesy-inspirational-words-over-pretty-photos,” quota for the day.
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Ugh, I feel like I haven’t slept in a year. I don’t think I’ve gotten more than three hours of sleep a night this entire week and this has been the busiest work week I’ve had in a while.
Hopefully I won’t be at work until the sun goes down tonight and I can just get home and take it eaaassyy…
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To go where no man has gone before…
‘I read’ I say. ‘I study and read. I bet I’ve read everything you’ve read. Don’t think I haven’t. I consume libraries. I wear out spines and ROM-drives. I do things like get in a taxi and say ‘The library, and step on it.’
My instincts concerning syntax and grammar are better than your own, I can tell, with due respect. ‘But it transcends the mechanics. I’m not a machine. I feel and believe. I have opinions. Some of them are interesting. I could, if you’d let me, talk and talk. Let’s talk about anything. I believe the influence of Kierkegaard on Camus is underestimated. I believe Dennis Gabor may very well have been the Antichrist. I believe Hobbes is just Rousseau in a dark mirror. I believe, with Hegel, that transcendence is absorption. I could interface you guys right under the table’, I say, ‘I’m not just a creatus, manufactured, bred for a function.’ I open my eyes. ‘Please don’t think I don’t care’.
Hal, Infinite Jest, David Foster Wallace. (via venomradio)




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