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Trippers and askers surround me,
People I meet….the effect upon me of my early life….of the ward and city I live in….of the nation,
The latest news….discoveries, inventions, societies….authors old and new,
My dinner, dress, associates, looks, business, compliments, dues,
The real or fancied indifference of some man or woman I love,
The sickness of one of my folks—or of myself….or ill-doing….or loss or lack of money….or depressions or exaltations,
They come to me days and nights and go from me again,
But they are not the Me myself.

Whitman



How often do we tell our own life story? How often do we adjust, embellish, make sly cuts? And the longer life goes on, the fewer are those around to challenge our account, to remind us that our life is not our life, merely the story we have told about our life. Told to others, but — mainly — to ourselves.

— The Sense of an Ending

Toots and the Maytals - Pressure Drop



» WE THINK ALONE

I’m always trying to get my friends to forward me emails they’ve sent to other people — to their mom, their boyfriend, their agent — the more mundane the better. How they comport themselves in email is so intimate, almost obscene — a glimpse of them from their own point of view. WE THINK ALONE has given me the excuse to read my friends’ emails and the emails of some people I wish I was friends with and for better or worse it’s changed the way I see all of them. I think I really know them now. But our inner life is not actually the same thing as our life on the computer — a quiet person might !!!! a lot. A person with a busy mind might write almost nothing. And of course while none of these emails were originally intended to be read by me (much less you*)  they were all carefully selected by their authors in response to my list of email genres — so self-portraiture is quietly at work here.  Privacy, the art of it, is evolving. Radical self-exposure and classically manicured discretion can both be powerful, both be elegant. And email itself is changing, none of us use it exactly the same way we did ten years ago; in another ten years we might not use it at all.

— Miranda July


Technology celebrates connectedness, but encourages retreat.

— Jonathan Safran Foer in The New York Times

Derweze

Derweze


Explosions in the Sky - Remember Me as a Time of Day


EPIC OPENING CREDITS

Andrew Wyeth

Andrew Wyeth




Lost Coast, April 2013

Lost Coast, April 2013


Unknown Mortal Orchestra - Ffunny Ffrends