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I think it beyond saying that one work of art is worth 20 introductions and 40 or 50 earnest essays that agonize about the nature of art of the relation of aesthetics and economics or the antipathies of art and science or the function of the arts in the perfect society. The word itself has now largely ceased to mean anything by its being applied to almost everything in sight, from the half-baked products of “creative” courses at the local high school to the sentimental slither peddled in every medium by those who pander to the gullible. 35
Yet it takes a good deal of talking to convince a layman that bad art is “immoral.” And that good art, however “immoral” it is, is wholly a thing of virtue. 35
Yesterday night
i went out to the backyard
to pick up one couple of lemons.
first time the plant give fruits.
the night was perfect.
it was raining all afternoon
when I took the first one,
water of rain falled over me,
suddenly, unexpected
retained by the tree,
water whit lemon fragance
i was not expected this
but it was just what I needed.
a brief but intense happy moment.
nobody can not hear me but i said
yes. 51
Sometimes you have to compromise legibility to achieve impact. –Herb Lubalin
The only reason for time is so that everything doesn’t happen at once. –Albert Einstein
So fill ‘er up and look around – the shards are where you step on them, and even the blood is digital. 71
Welcome to the nonexistent Now!
Only to depart again, following the mainstream down the crooked creek to Pau Hana, where joyful post-apocalyptic revisionist reveries rebrand past moments as the life we seemed to have lived – given what we thought we were taking, taken by what we were giving, and wondering what we can ever call ours, since all of it – from a moment ago to forever – is already gone and still vanishing in the present process despite all the graphic nails you drive into it to hold it down. Rust never sleeps and cancer curls between the sheets of opportunity. 84
The creation of indoor space – of walls and doors and rooms with 90-degree corners, square tiled and floored with boards by the linear foot and electrified with parallel circuits – it’s all a ruse of our own fashioning, to hide the stars outside. Self-delusion. We’ve boxed ourselves in. Let me out, don’t. 86
So don’t shoot the messenger, and don’t try so hard to understand just what you will say when you get home, Mr. Jones. No one else really knows either. That’s why Socrates was such hot shit in classic Athens. “The reason you people think I’m so smart is I’m the only guy here who really understands that he doesn’t know anything.” 87