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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?

Thomas Pynchon

What, I should only trust good people? Man, good people get bought and sold every day. Might as well trust somebody evil once in a while, it makes no more or less sense.
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Evil Goodness Meaning Myself People Sold Trust
A screaming comes across the sky.
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One Liner Scream Sky
Shall I project a world?
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One Liner World
What are the stars but points in the body of God where we insert the healing needles of our terror and longing?
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Body God Healing Need Stars Terrorism
There is no real direction here, neither lines of power nor cooperation. Decisions are never really made – at best they manage to emerge, from a chaos of peeves, whims, hallucinations and all around assholery.
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Best Cooperation Decision Destruction Direction Illusion Management Power Reality Support
Love with your mouth shut, help without breaking your ass or publicizing it: keep cool, but care.
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Break Care Help Logic Public Yourself
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
Let the peace of this day be here tomorrow when I wake up.
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Day Myself Peace Wake Up
Despair came over her, as it will when nobody around has any sexual relevance to you.
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Despair Herself Sex Yourself
She may know a little, may think of herself, face and body, as ‘pretty’ but he could never tell her all the rest, how many other living things, birds, nights smelling of grass and rain, sunlit moments of simple peace, also gather in what she is to him.
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Beautiful Body Face Herself Light Live Moments Peace Simplicity Sun Thinking
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
Some of us are afraid of dying; others of human loneliness. Profane was afraid of land or seascapes like this, where nothing else lived but himself.
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Afraid Death Himself Human Land Live Lonely Sea
It all comes down, as it must, to the desires of individual men. Oh, and women too of course, bless their empty little heads.
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Blessing Desire Empty Man Woman
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
To have humanism we must first be convinced of our humanity. As we move further into decadence this becomes more difficult.
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Convince Difficult Growth Humanity Spiritual
But with a sigh he had released her hand, while she was so lost in the fantasy that she hadn’t felt it go away, as if he’d known the best moment to let go.
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Fantasy Feeling Hands Let Go Lost Moments

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