“I confess I do not believe in time. I like to fold my magic carpet, after use, in such a way as to superimpose one part of the pattern upon another. Let visitors trip. And the highest enjoyment of timelessness―in a landscape selected at random―is when I stand among rare butterflies and their food plants.- nabokov
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Thursday, November 2, 2023
Stop agitating!
Just stop agitating! It is wrong to want peace! It is wrong to want to be with your family! That's just being a warmonger! That's just evil! Life is just wrong! You can't know anything about anything! Life is just wrong! Survival is just wrong! Give up!
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