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From whence springs his or her story? Just what drives the wave to surge and break. Evolution, not revolution, determines destiny: Lungfish gasping in a mudflat. Initial syllables. Every beginning begins at the beginning. Only victories allowed to repeat themselves. This is the way the way the word begins. Endless repetition until only Now remains. Homer, Dante, Shakespeare: one human voice: One song sung sighing across the sky.
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Feb 13, 2016
Feb 13, 2016 at 9:35 AM UTC
Talkin Bout An Evolution
From whence springs his or her story? Just what drives the wave to surge and break. Evolution, not revolution, determines destiny: Lungfish gasping in a mudflat. Initial syllables. Every beginning begins at the beginning. Only victories allowed to repeat themselves. This is the way the way the word begins. Endless repetition until only Now remains. Homer, Dante, Shakespeare: one human voice: One song sung sighing across the sky.
mike-essig
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Feb 13, 2016
Feb 13, 2016 at 9:35 AM UTC
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