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The alternatives are not placid servitude on the one hand and revolt against servitude on the other. There is a third way, chosen by thousands and millions of people every day. It is the way of quietism, of willed obscurity, of inner emigration.

— J.M. Coetzee


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There has been some mission drift here and there, but in general that's still what it is. Some of the main things I write about here are reading books, listening to (and playing) music, and watching the movies. Also I write about the work I do with my hands and with my head; and of course about bringing up Sylvia.

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🦋 trazando las huellas de Pessoa...

by Jeremy Osner

This gap between myself and me
What is it then?
This existential synapse of identity-
What can I do
To bridge it or to broaden it, uncaring?
To deepen my sense of dissociation from self
Estrangement, alienation, dislocation, discomfort, disquiet-
Like a varicolored skein i unravel.

posted evening of Thursday, October 31st, 2013
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The first and last lines of this poem are from Pessoa's Book of Disquiet. Check it out!

posted evening of October 31st, 2013 by Jeremy

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