Velimir Khlebnikov, from Collected Works, Vol.III: Selected Poems, (tr. by Paul Schmidt)
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Velimir Khlebnikov, from Collected Works, Vol.III: Selected Poems, (tr. by Paul Schmidt)
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“To travel—to see and touch unknown countries, to swim in unknown seas, to circle the globe, observing new lands, seas, peoples, and ideas with insatiable appetite, to see everything for the first time and for the last time,”
— Nikos Kazantzakis, tr. by P. A. Bien, from “Report To Greco,” publ. c. 1961
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what if you slept all day and woke at night, lonely and frustrated. what if you couldn't go to social events, or even mundane public spaces like stores. what if you couldn't see the sun. what if you couldn't go to the pool, or the beach, or the creek. what if you couldn't eat what everyone else is eating. what if you couldn't eat at all. what if your basic needs came at the cost of your loved ones' quality of life. what if you became agitated, confused, maybe even violent if your needs weren't met. what if people blamed your behavior on demons, or worse, your own inherent evil. what if people saw you as a threat to your own community. what if the default response to your suffering was either indifference or violence. what if people thought you were better off dead, that you no longer count as human, that they're doing you a favor by letting you disappear. what if people assumed you must somehow deserve all of this. what about that.
Philip K. Dick, Do Androids Dream of Electric Sheep? (1968)
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Let me keep my distance, always, from those who think they have the answers. Let me keep company always with those who say "Look!" and laugh in astonishment, and bow their heads.
Mary Oliver, from "Mysteries, Yes" in Devotions
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