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She dreams in color, she dreams in red.
I have always felt there to be a horrific quality about the fish. Perhaps it's the way they struggle after being caught; their mouths opening in a futile gulp, the relentless flapping upon a dry surface, their glassy eyes that stare out into space even before they're dead. I never realized my disgust until the nightmares. The meat fish I made ( Read more... ) -
This power is no mystery to us now.
"Reality is a question of perspective; the further you get from the past, the more concrete and plausible it seems--but as you approach the present, it invariably becomes more and more incredible. Suppose yourself in a large cinema, sitting at first in the back row, and gradually moving up, row by row, until your nose is almost pressed against the ( Read more... )
