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The chronicles of Ruin, continued. Call me Ishmael said....intelligence is knowing what to do when you don't know what to do. Anonymous said... When I don't know what to do,I come here. 10 September 2009 22:59
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Lovely.
"Grown-ups need to get over The Prophet"
Calfy c.2006
Tell her The Prophet is just a tiny fragment from a huge canon of optimism and curiosity; a thread, plucked from God's beard and woven into a tapestry of half-hearted revolution; a footnote in a bibliography written and read by the most blessed people in history, the Boomers, the authors and the victims, the co-conspirators of Ruin.
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