Faux Fu

Saturday, May 15, 2004

Good, long sleep. A little creaky this morning.

This idea of what a life is (Braugtigan's 'revenge of the lawn'): born into an on-going story; so much has gone before, a blade of grass tries to understand what it is, it finally becomes aware that it is a part of the lawn, the lawn was there before the blade sprouted, will be there after the blade succumbs.

Joins late in the game, leaves the premises early.

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