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You may never get to touch the Master, but you can tickle his creatures.

Thomas Pynchon

If patterns of ones and zeros were ‘like’ patterns of human lives and death, if everything about an individual could be represented in a computer record by a long string of ones and zeros, then what kind of creature would be represented by a long string of lives and deaths?
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Computer Creature Death Human Kind Live Mathematics Patten Record Representation
All variables are independent.
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Independent One Liner Variable
Everybody gets told to write about what they know. The trouble with many of us is that at the earlier stages of life we think we know everything- or to put it more usefully, we are often unaware of the scope and structure of our ignorance.
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Early Ignorance Life Ourselves Structure Trouble Writing
Like so many named places in California it was less an identifiable city than a grouping of concepts–census tracts, special purpose bond-issue districts, shopping nuclei, all overlaid with access roads to its own freeway.
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Freedom Identity Name Place Purpose Road
Behind the hieroglyphic streets there would either be a transcendent meaning, or only the earth.
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Earth Illusion Meaning Philosophy Spiritual Transcendence World
She thougt of sunrise over the library slope at Cornell University that nobody out on it had seen because the slope faces west.
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Education Herself Rise See Structure Sun Thinking
Shall I project a world?
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One Liner World
Get too conceptual, too cute and remote, and your characters die on the page.
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Character Concept Death Page Writing Yourself
Information. What’s wrong with dope and women? Is it any wonder the world’s gone insane, with information come to be the only real medium of exchange?
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Amazing exchange Information Reality Sanity Woman Wonderful Wrong
You go from dream to dream inside me. You have passage to my last shabby corner, and there, among the debris, you’ve found life. I’m no longer sure which of all the words, images, dreams or ghosts are ‘yours’ and which are ‘mine.’ It’s past sorting out.
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Dreams Ghost Image Life Passage Past Space Word Yourself
What goes around may come around, but it never ends up exactly the same place, you ever notice? Like a record on a turntable, all it takes is one groove’s difference and the universe can be on into a whole ‘nother song.
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Difference Notice Place Record Universe Yourself
Our history is an aggregate of last moments.
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History Moments Ourselves
Why should things be easy to understand?
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Easy Philosophy Understand
Perhaps its familiarity rendered it temporarily invisible to you.
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Illusion Invisible Temporary Yourself
There is nothing so loathsome as a sentimental surrealist.
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Emotion Realist Sentimental
Through the machineries of greed, pettiness, and the abuse of power, love occurs.
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Abuse Greedy Love Machine Power Technology

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