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All The Different Ways We Know The World All Come From The Brain, And They All Depend On Each Other To Make Sense.

Music Forecasts The Past, Recalls The Future. Now And Then The Difference Falls Away, And In One Simple Gift Of Circling Sound, The Ear Solves The Scrambled Cryptogram. One Abiding Rhythm, Present And Always, And You're Free. But A Few Measures More, And The Cloak Of Time Closes Back Around You.

The Thing That Makes Reading And Writing Suspect In The Eyes Of The Market Economy Is That It's Not Corrupted.

Reading Is The Last Act Of Secular Prayer.

I Used To Work For 12 Or 14 Hours At A Time But The Digital Age Has Made Such Happy Immersions Almost Impossible.