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2006-01-15

Delurk, some thoughts on massive texts, and a photo for you

According to Luvabeans(and her word is gospel, word is bond), this is national delurking week. (Or was. I tend to be a little slow with these things.) And if it's national, that probably means American and not Canadian, but what the hell, international works just as well too. Anyway, the point is to leave a comment and say hi or whatever - to de-lurk, from behind the anonymous covers of the blogs you read. Leave me some hellos, and then I'll bust around and drop delurks all around town.

I want to share a quote: "Let us, then, never look back, let us look ever forward; for forward is our sunlight, forward our salvation." - Bakunin

I do not know this Bakunin, only that William T. Vollman has read him, and I in turn am reading his opus (WTV's), Rising Up and Rising Down: Some Thoughts on Violence, Freedom and Urgent Means. I am reading the 700 page abridgement because the seven volume set is perhaps 3,500 pages, and though I do not doubt all of it is good, you know, just, no.

I bought it at a used bookstore. This means, I guess, that WTV will not benefit from the economic transaction that took place. And this is book is so good, so so good, so thoroughly researched (it took him 23 years to write it) and dissected that I am truly sorry he did not benefit, economically speaking, from my purchasing a used copy. If I can track down his mailing address I am going to send him some crumpled fives and a picture of myself and a note of appreciation - because, from his opening, the three meditations on death, they alone left me transfixed and utterly unable to do naught but realize that death is meaningless and to study it so closely is to die a little and that I do not want that; I want to live and be free and to understand a little more, but mostly to live and be free is enough.

I like this picture that I took and I have no idea why. I took it down by Coal Harbour. Those are big train containers in the fore. Be brave.

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