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By willtobe1 Date: 2006 Sep 29 Comment on this Work [[2006.09.29.06.24.6601]] |
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This is the line...O this is, this is the line: "I care about what rises in the middle of your chest, in a breath that catches in your throat--in that moment, what is it that you believe? What keeps you dreaming?" I would philosophize (and think you of all the things in life that have caught thy breath thusly) that in that moment belief itself suspends, and as that little bang of suspended suspiration thaws and resolves itself into adeiu, in the gelling that follows within the abhor'd vacuum -- what whole new constellations of dreams may come? amid the old, amid the old, amid the scattered old... (Lovely work, O unephemeral Ali!) [[2006.09.06.22.19.21950]] |