As we took more photographs, the world became less beautiful. Then, one day, all the cameras and photographs disappeared… and we became so beautiful with the world that we never made any more pictures… at all. We were too busy becoming what we had previously been ravenous to record, collect, own, or distribute.

Aug 14, 2012

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