DEAR TRAITOR,

I don't know. Maybe we're all chaos theorists. Lovers of pattern and predictability, we're scared shitless of explosive change. But we're fascinated by it, too. Drawn to it. Travellers tap their brakes to ogle the mutilation and mangled metal on the side of the interstate, and the traffic backs up for miles. Hijacked planes crash into skyscrapers, breached levees drown a city, and CNN and the networks rush to the scene so that we can all sit in front of our TVs and feast on the footage. Stare, stunned, at the pandemonium—the devils let loose from their cages. —Wally Lamb (The Hour I First Believed)

[fabricacorporum]

“I keep cruising night and day. Child of the shadow and of nobody, Streets and bars are my home, To anyone I give myself…

I’m seeking love and friendship. At sunrise, with a heavy head, Dragging my tired feet on the asphalt, From bed to bed, I forget my sadness…”

Et Dieu créa les hommes (Jean Estienne, 1977)

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Your work is to discover your work and then with all your heart to give yourself to it.

Buddha (via om--namah-shivaya)