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August 9 - August 19, 2022
Connie had the affectation of assuming everything was alive and potentially recalcitrant,
A desk is a dangerous place from which to watch the world.
No battle was ever won by spectators, was it?
He glanced back and saw the jaws of failure waiting for him. He peered forward and through his moist spectacles saw the phantoms of great hopes dancing in the mist. He blinked around him and knew there was nothing for him where he stood. Yet he advanced without the ultimate conviction.
Talking of others, old men talk about themselves, studying their image in vanished mirrors.
To be inhuman in defence of our humanity, he had said, harsh in defence of compassion. To be single-minded in defence of our disparity.
Today, all I know is that I have learned to interpret the whole of life in terms of conspiracy. That is the sword I have lived by, and as I look round me now I see it is the sword I shall die by as well. These people terrify me, but I am one of them. If they stab me in the back, then at least that is the judgment of my peers.
