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Picture
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Thursday
January 9,
2025
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remember the sun? easy to forget here in dreary winter doldrums. but today it shone forth like the hungover eye of an awakened giant, startled by its own power. everything was vivid and bright, green rocks slathered with life... life so singular in purpose, all it wants to do is live. but to what end? life exists to propagate itself, a tautological proposition. fuck it, i called bill from the beach to thank him for the camera he gave me, an olympus SP-560UZ which he jokingly (?) claimed to have found in a ditch. he asked about our wood stove and told me they heat you three times: when you chop the wood, haul the wood, and split the wood. i laughed because he was right. |
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