I think about a world to come where the books were found by the golden ones, written in pain, written in awe by a puzzled man who questioned, "What are we here for?" All the strangers came today and it looks as though they're here to stay.

-David Bowie "Oh! You Pretty Things"

Thursday, August 5, 2010


Literal reading, and hatred and ignorance - these are a few of my least favorite things.

This picture comes from a blog, but I believe the picture says it all.

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