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    Jack Pine Savage

    and most often at myself.

    However, the natural hymns and dances, jigs and dirges, that are appropriate to the individual are bisected by the calendar. I wrote, above, not about how every day is, but about how the days are when a date stamp gains tyrannical power over the individual.

    I may be in a mood for contemplation or for rolling down a hill, but the calendar has orchestrated one deed and one emotion for all, and, like the one guy going up the subway steps against the morning rush to the trains, it seems as if everyone else is going to make me pay for disagreeing.

    Time is not a fiction; it is a narrative.

    by The Geogre on Sun Nov 25, 2012 at 04:01:28 PM PST

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