Saturday, December 01, 2001
|9:50 PM|
This is a good read.
I'm built out of meat. If I was chopped into little pieces, they'd be nothing but protein, fat, calcium, water, some trace elements and a bunch of gooey stuff. You can't put them back together, and they aren't worth much. Everyone is just cheap meat animated and made wonderful. The play Hamlet raised these same issues in a much better fashion that I have, but that version seemed so depressed, what was the point, if everyone is just worm food that hasn't ripened yet? I think it's magnificent that a bunch of water and other junk in the right order can play a musical instrument. Anything can be done with the right tools, and it seems that the tools for the purest and most interesting beauty is a big sack of high grade meat.
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//That should close up the previous year.
///Say this is the swap from 2001 to 2002, that should close up the 2001 links.
///Problem is, we also need to close up the final month links too.
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