“Was not their mistake once more bred of the life of slavery that they had been living?—a life which was always looking upon everything, except mankind, animate and inanimate—‘nature,’ as people used to call it—as one thing, and mankind as another, it was natural to people thinking in this way, that they should try to make ‘nature’ their slave, since they thought ‘nature’ was something outside them” — William Morris


Saturday, June 16, 2012

Butter on the Paws of My Brain, Part 2

I know this feeling: I have arrived. It's taken my brain a good ten days to figure out that I'm here, in Houston, in this house.

I'm not used to it, no siree. I'm just saying something in me realized I had stopped moving.



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