i don't teach in a mosque, if that's what yr asking. i pass three of them on my way to work though. or maybe yr asking if we scream past participles from the hillside- not yet, but later maybe. what yr really telling me is that this little photo essay has no discernible beginning or end. i should know better.
VLADIMIR: Let us not waste our time in idle discourse! (Pause. Vehemently.) Let us do something, while we have the chance! It is not every day that we are needed. Not indeed that we personally are needed. Others would meet the case equally well, if not better. To all mankind they were addressed, those cries for help still ringing in our ears! But at this place, at this moment of time, all mankind is us, whether we like it or not. Let us make the most of it, before it is too late! Let us represent worthily for once the foul brood to which a cruel fate consigned us! Yes, in this immense confusion one thing alone is clear. We are waiting for Godot to come—
a list of books
+J.D. Salinger's -Franny and Zooey-
+Hunter S. Thompson's -Kingdom of Fear-
+John Dewey's -Experience and Education-
+Thich Nhat Hanh's -Being Peace-
+Charles Bukowski's -Betting on the Muse-
+David Graeber's -Fragments of an Anarchist Anthropology-
2 comments:
is that your place of emploi, behind that fine-looking copse of trees?
looks lovely.
love,
stef
i don't teach in a mosque, if that's what yr asking. i pass three of them on my way to work though. or maybe yr asking if we scream past participles from the hillside- not yet, but later maybe. what yr really telling me is that this little photo essay has no discernible beginning or end. i should know better.
yours,
tb
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