wro-ote the book of the seven seals

quel tormentese karl said i read (to)too fast which made me think of a thing, what if you could read too fast? like, entire books would just conglom-into your brain? entire stories, pieces of arts, the element of time and meter erased from art, right? i think that's the kind of thing that's beautiful, that's why people get such a good rap, (is that the right spelling?) because all at once they are able to be plastered into our cerebral beauty map : is her nose too long was she polite are her lips too skinny was she modest are her eyes a perfect color was she curious what about her boobs were they big ennough. subtlety is the pretty thing then, right? it's the artistic beauty, it's the untempered one chinua achebe: messiah of 'just dudin' it' or ambitious nigerian dude? i just learned about this tvseries called Breaking Bad, shit's spot-on. it's about how everybody's got their secrets and their shit and their problems, but just live normal life and deal with it and he corrodes a guy's body in a bathtub and the tub corrodes too and then he goes home to his wife and they're lying there and she's really disappointed that he missed dinner.

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