I know you. I am part of you. Part of the wild, uninhibited culture that defines you. The culture that has no wise, but welcomes innovation. The people who shun advice, yet create their own.
Where do the young get the nerve to ignore the old? Why don’t we all just listen instead of claim to know? And yet here I am, writing to you: the spontaneous generation.
Saturday, July 29, 2006
Words
After all the words have been spent, all the stories told. There's nothing to say. I will continue writing, but no more words.
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