Tuesday, March 2, 2010

we go on with a motion so soporific, so dreamlike...

"It is as though the space between us were time: an irrevocable quality. It is as though time, no longer running straight before us in a diminishing line, now runs parallel between us like a looping string, the distance being the doubling accretion of the thread and not the interval between."
-as i lay dying, william faulkner
images found here by erica hoffman

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