Category Archives: delusions of progress

Lost! Tricked / Trumped / Dumped! (Maurice Sendak)

Posted on December 13, 2015 by randomyriad

Originally posted on Biblioklept:
From Maurice Sendak’s We Are All Down in the Dumps with Jack and Guy, which seems to me a more important book than ever.

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1982: Science in Songs

Posted on September 13, 2015 by randomyriad
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Present-Tense Anthropology™

Posted on September 12, 2015 by randomyriad

Originally posted on synthetic zerØ:
http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-w2BfJKRpJR8/UpermRNc92I/AAAAAAAABJw/KirXDcGGG4s/s1600/ARMCHAIR+IMGP0185+crop.jpg “It isn’t revolutionaries and terrorist who make the nuclear power plants melt of blow their tops, or the electricity grids crash, or the automated trading systems go all higgeldy-piggeldy and write their billions down…

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A Short Note and Three Poems From My Journal on 2/1/14

Posted on September 7, 2015 by randomyriad

2/1/14 I like the controlled, refined space of my work table when I write in my notebook. Scene Change My dreams have moved into a new house, with glass doors and religion, Fat babies scurry here and there happily unaware. … Continue reading →

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Lena Dreams of the Wetlands

Posted on September 5, 2015 by randomyriad

Lena hadn’t thought about manatees in several years, but that did not stop her from dreaming about them that night in July. The merganser is the kind of crested duck that will rip your heart out of your living body, and then … Continue reading →

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