The morality of the library interests me & where it falls between the puffed covers of the Romantic poetry and the eBook. This might take me somewhere if I journey in my poverty from the wastes of the cradle of civilisation into its luxurious past and all over the globe running into the accidents of tourism (maybe coming across something real), reading ... I know now the dreadful censure of the past, the dead, and the unrealised freedom of the future, while being amazed at the present which seems to have honoured all that was wrong. Lucky I reckon I didn't have a good education; I so resent not having the tools of education. Fuck education; it teaches them how to steal, not how to think.
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