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Dec 11, 2007 18:05


"This first day of May, 1869, I am writing where my work was begun thirty-five years ago, within sight of the snows of the higher Alps.  In that half of the permitted life of man, I have seen strange evil brought upon every scene I have best loved, or tried to make beloved by others.  The light which once flushed those pale summits with its rose at ( Read more... )

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useles4now December 12 2007, 01:14:15 UTC
see? they even knew back then that we were ruining the earth. and still today, some people are just too daft to understand...makes me sad.

and i own a few books by mr. ruskin. none that i have read, but maybe i shall do so now.

lets make things.

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deathbymetro December 12 2007, 21:09:22 UTC
it makes me so sad to think that we have never seen a real sunrise, the way they are meant to be seen.

as for mr ruskin, he is my new obsession. he's the dead, possibly gay friend of Lewis Carroll who was afraid of pubic hair that i told you about!! he wrote a book called The King of the Golden River that i really really want. i found the edition i want, too; one of nine special printings, with an original hand painted watercolor by arthur rackham. it's $42,657.

and things do need to be made!!

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