Wednesday, April 29, 2009

Le vicomte est mort

I intend for this to be a period of speculative learning. If you are better, then you are better. But it does not make you worth more. Don't make me laugh; of course I would choose you ten thousand times over. Comparison is moot. In the meantime, while I am waiting for you to somehow mean less, I'll think I'll open some books. And another one. And then another one.

Just because no one compares to you doesn't mean no one ever will. And until then, fuckin' Ralph Ellison. YOU WILL BE CONQUERED.

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