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

Thomas Pynchon

You know what a miracle is. Not what Bakunin said. But another world’s intrusion into this one. Most of the time we coexist peacefully, but when we do touch there’s cataclysm.
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Existence Fantasy Intrude Miracle Mission Peace Spiritual Time Touch World Yourself
If they can get you asking the wrong questions, they don’t have to worry about answers.
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Question Worry Wrong Yourself
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
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
Someday she might replace whatever of her had gone away by some prosthetic device, a dress of a certain color, a phrase in a letter, another lover.
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Color Device Herself Lover Replacement
All variables are independent.
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Independent One Liner Variable
Life’s single lesson: that there is more accident to it than a man can ever admit to in a lifetime and stay sane.
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Accident Lesson Life Man Sanity Time
Can’t say it often enough — change your hair, change your life.
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Change Enough Hairs Life 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
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
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
Length is usually intensity. Not time.
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Intense Time
It takes, unhappily, no more than a desk and writing supplies to turn any room into a confessional.
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Confession Happiness Room Transformation Writing
I was dreaming about my grandfather. A very old man, at least as old as I am now, 91. I thought, when I was a boy, that he had been 91 all his life. Now I feel as if I have been 91 all my life.
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Boy Dreams Himself Life Man Myself Old Thinking
Real flight and dreams of flight go together. Both are part of the same movement. Not A before B, but all together.
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Connection Dreams Movement Reality Togetherness
What sort of an age is this where a man becomes one’s enemy only when his back is turned?
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Age Enemy Himself Man

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