the vernal equinox is on and the carolina jasmine is in full flower ---- like, like, like
but it's also the tenth anniversary of the iraq debacle, which i hate, hate, hate --- when i said it was a load of crap then, j.c. accused me of being a traitor --- nearly 4500 americans killed, all but 150 of which occurred after bush's "mission accomplished" --- hundreds of thousands of iraqis dead and their country in ruins --- usa! usa! usa!
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3/20/2013 07:19:00 PM
Each of us is all the sums he has not counted: subtract us into nakedness and night again, and you shall see begin in Crete four thousand years ago the love that ended yesterday in Texas.
The seed of our destruction will blossom in the desert, the alexin of our cure grows by a mountain rock, and our lives are haunted by a Georgia slattern, because a London cutpurse went unhung. Each moment is the fruit of forty thousand years. The minute-winning days, like flies, buzz home to death, and every moment is a window on all time.
john northbrooke, c. 1570
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