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What is the other text, the original? I have no answer. I suppose it is the source, the deep sea where ideas swim, and one catches them in nets of words and swings them shining into the boat… where in this metaphor they die and get canned and eaten in sandwiches.

Ursula K. Le Guin

My tentacles are coming out of the pigeonhole in all directions.
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All Coem Direction Out Pigeonhole Tentacle
Any human power can be resisted and changed by human beings. Resistance and change often begin in art. Very often in our art, the art of words.
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Art Being Change Human Poet Resist Word
f we can get feminine and human morality out from under the yoke of a dead ethic, then maybe we’ll begin to get somewhere on the road that leads to survival.
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Begin Feminine Morality Road Somewhere Survival Yoke
You will die. You will not live forever. Nor will any man nor any thing. Nothing is immortal. But only to us is it given to know that we must die. And that is a great gift: the gift of selfhood. For we have only what we know we must lose, what we are willing to lose…
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Any Die Forever Given Immortal Live Man Nothing Thing
No darkness lasts forever. And even there, there are stars.
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Darkness Forever Last Star
Besides, when you say you’re a feminist it annoys the bigots and the old farts and the prissy ladies so much, it’s kind of irresistible.
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Annoy Besides Bigot Demist Fant Irresistible Kind Ladies Musch Old Prissy Say
There is no information about corporations. There is only disinformation.
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Corporation Disinformation Information Only
Civilized Man says: I am Self, I am Master, all the rest is other–outside, below, underneath, subservient. I own, I use, I explore, I exploit, I control. What I do is what matters. What I want is what matter is for. I am that I am, and the rest is women & wilderness, to be used as I see fit.
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Civilize Man Master Other Outside Rest Self Subservient Underneath
If you evade suffering you also evade the chance of joy. Pleasure you may get, or pleasures, but you will not be fulfilled. You will not know what it is to come home.
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Chance Come Evade Fulfill Home Joy May Pleasure Suffer
Nobody who says, ‘I told you so’ has ever been, or will ever be, a hero.
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Been Ever Hero Nobody Say Told
As a kitten does what all other kittens do, so a child wants to do what other children do, with a wanting that is as powerful as it is mindless. Since we human beings have to learn what we do, we have to start out that way, but human mindfulness begins where that wish to be the same leaves off.
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Child Children Do Kitten Mindless Other Powerful Want
Safety lies in catering to the in-group. We are not all brave. All I would ask of writers who find it hard to question the universal validity of their personal opinions and affiliations is that they consider this:
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All Ask Brave Catering Group Lie Opinion Personal Question Safety Validity Writer
The creative adult is the child who has survived.
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Child Creative Adult Survive
To be oneself is a rare thing, and a great one.
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Arre Great One Oneself Thing
Music is another way of thinking, or maybe thinking is another kind of music.
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Another Kind Music Think Way
Once you have seen the larger pattern, you cannot go back to seeing the part as the whole.
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Back Large Once Pattern See Sen Whole

What is the other text, the original? I have no answer. I suppose it is the source, the deep sea where ideas swim, and one catches them in nets of words and swings them shining into the boat… where in this metaphor they die and get canned and eaten in sandwiches.

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What is the other text, the original? I have no answer. I suppose it is the source, the deep sea where ideas swim, and one catches them in nets of words and swings them shining into the boat… where in this metaphor they die and get canned and eaten in sandwiches.

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