for madam would touch nothing but oysters and grapes on ice three times a day, due to the refinement of her sensibility
- the kitchen child, angela carter
Friday, February 15, 2008
an immense reservoir of electrical energy
..... "Thus the lover of universal life enters into the crowd as though it were an immense reservoir of electrical energy. Or we might liken him to a mirror as vast as the crowd itself; or to a kaleidoscope gifted with consciousness, responding to each one of its movements and reproducing the multiplicity of life and the flickering grace of all the elements of life. He is an 'I' with an insatiable appetite for the 'non-I', at every instant rendering and explaining it in pictures more living than life itself, which is always unstable and fugitive....."
Possibly a case of mistaken identity. Apologies to Miss Dunn if so. I have never seen your work, only heard tell; perhaps we are doppelgangers, or the opposite poles of an entanglement phenomenon. Or perhaps not.
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others apart sat on a hill retired, in thoughts more elevate, and reasoned high of providence, foreknowledge, will and fate, fixed fate, free will, foreknowledge absloute, and found no end, in wand'ring mazes lost