A stone sleeps a long time. Under butternut shade her toes work the cobble streambed, and one of us says, A stone sleeps a long time.
Before I knew her house I believed in all its lonely hours.
Stones everywhere. Riverclean, their stories polished. Dozens, maybe hundreds. On window sills and side tables, mantles and corners. Cairns in a chapel.
But walls like Shakers. A house that wants no history.
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"Stare into the Lights my Pretties" by Jordan "Jore" Brown (2017 - (CC) ByNcSa)
An insightful journey into the militaro-Sillicon-Valleysque complex, "screen culture", cognitive exploitation, profiling and mass surveillance.
Dense stuff, lots of material to remix!