Opinions are to the vast apparatus of social existence what oil is to machines: one does not go up to a turbine and pour machine oil over it; one applies a little to hidden spindles and joints that one has to know.
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Walter Benjamin [1892 - 1940]
long photo 14 | smoke
From each one of them rose separate columns of smoke, meeting in a pall overhead, and through the smoke came stabbing flashes of fire…
In matters of style, swim with the current; in matters of principle, stand like a rock.
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Thomas Jefferson [1743 - 1826]
long photo 12 | candy beach
Because we have so much eye candy and mind candy, spending so much time trying to pay the rent, all of this conspires to keep us from thinking too hard or taking action from that. Our time is stolen. So much of our daily life is stolen.
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Lydia Lunch
long photo 11 | where the sidewalk ends
Let us leave this place where the smoke blows black
And the dark street winds and bends.
Past the pits where the asphalt flowers grow
We shall walk with a walk that is measured and slow,
And watch where the chalk-white arrows go
To the place where the sidewalk ends.
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Where the Sidewalk Ends by Shel Silverstein
long photo 10 | looking out
Contemplation often makes life miserable. We should act more, think less, and stop watching ourselves live.
