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your decisions find their own secret lives when you leave them unattended, lives that solidify and take on unexpected forms
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“Your life has a limit, but knowledge has none. If you use what is limited to pursue what has no limit, you will be in danger. If you understand this and still strive for knowledge, you will be in danger for certain!”
— Zhuangzi, The Complete Works of Zhuangzi, Watson tr. (Ch 3)
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i think it is true that inscrutable accordances, the seams of your life stop facilitating you when you are not pursuing your independence, in the sense of deferring onto something else for your continued proliferation. can you find control over yourself in a state of disgrace by intellectualizing the tenuous overtone series by which our lives are thrumming in and out of tune, and by dredging the tuning fork deeper into your well? i want to outsmart myself, but there is no totality to usher from an ether. dolor est sensus rei contrariae. admitting to an autocompetitive nature raises suspicions of antisociality because its mechanism could fester from personal development or "love of the craft" to neurotic preoccupation beyond oneself, the dialectical intensity of something like the state of nature, the preindividual of fraternal betterment, a sentence from the fables of paradigmatic sweeps. is the thirst for innovation a dictation of lack? i am easy to forgive, is it because i want to be forgiven? a lonely intermezzo hums over the desire to angelicize information for its own sake of flourishing by sublative heartreach, to choose your own adventure every time you let yourself be moved. i find lightness here because it can ennoble anyone, even those who misplace their dignity, deploring the play of equilibrial repose, namedeafness. i want to break away to the quiet and irreducible force in the hope for truth, the time slip when you are unlatched from an uncommon captivity, the clearing spring where it holds you without voicing the tempo yet of newborn limits, the daisy chains of chance.
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Edna Andrade, Untitled (Torsion Study 12), (graphite on translucent wove paper), 1973 [Harvard Art Museums/Fogg Museum, Gift of the Edna Wright Andrade Charitable Trust, 2025.165.12. © Estate of Edna Andrade; courtesy of Locks Gallery, Philadelphia, PA]
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As the man-made famine in the Gaza Strip worsens and access to food becomes increasingly difficult, we've decided to extend our support beyond agricultural inputs. We are currently working to connect grassroots initiatives with local farmers-allowing crops to be purchased well below the soaring market rates and directly distributed to those unable to buy or access them.
Read more about and donate to revive Gaza's farmlands, a project by APN that aims to rehabilitate the agricultural sector and restore local food systems to combat famine.
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the chord of blockage disjointed in a chorus that kneels to touch the fresh tracks of melody ramblers, liquid glisten nets and charged friction, vocal harmonies with an albedo of oil bands, quail egg eye specks to a forbidden hyleg. i want to put down some recordings. a taffied background drift howling fictions fitted to the undersides of my memory, highlife guitar tone or lyra to lustrate.
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'Candy Hearts And Paper Flowers' Pencil Test
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thistlefield, 1975.
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