dragon*con --- day two
today was a day for sight-seeing, although i did go to an interesting tract about all the viruses and bacteria and what not that are coming out of the permafrost as it melts --- eeek
Posted by tomitron at 9/02/2017 08:50:00 AM
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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