featuring a poem by D.W. Burnam
November 10, 2011
I’ve taken to a happiness invested in nagging reserve. Hopefully in time it counters this vicious entanglement of labor and expectations.
I read it in de Silentio:
“At this point men leap aside, they cannot bear the martyrdom of being uncomprehended, and instead of this they choose conveniently enough the worldly admiration of their proficiency.”
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