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John Litzenberg
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Nothing to prove, and all night long to do it.
Nothing to prove, and all night long to do it.

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Your words can live forever cast out in the virtual plane. They truly are immortal now, and the internet’s to blame. No matter your intentions or the crowd you thought to reach, your thoughts will be interpreted and stretched until they reach the few who…
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There is no plan of study, no readiness assessment, no work at tilling fertile soil in preparation for it; enlightenment just happens, like a sudden strike of lightning. There’s no way to see it coming, nor a warning bell that sounds. There is no path…
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There is no religion for the whole of “god”, just some small and all-too-human scraps. We are not equipped to know the universe, nor much more than we hold in our laps. There is nothing that is end-all, be-all that we can imagine. Only fools seek a…
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We either seek to view the world today through some past generation’s worn and tired lens, or try to filter what is past and gone with some new, modern sensibility. In either case, the picture loses sense; we only see with skewed perception what we like:…
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Do without doing, make something from nothing; recycle, repurpose, revise and conquer. Gather resources, interpret instructions; imagine assembly as other-directed. Practice at inclusion, leave nothing untended; let symmetry guide you off-balance at…
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Don’t preach me religion like there’s something you can prove; being good at treading water doesn’t mean you can move. Don’t preach me politics from the safety of the status quo; saying that you understand doesn’t mean that you know. Don’t preach me civic…
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Doesn’t seem to make much sense at all; win or lose don’t matter in the end. It’s a race that seems too close to call; finish line’s just up around the bend. Doesn’t seem to change much day to day; up or down, they’re pretty much the same. It’s an endless…
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I don’t believe that gods watch us at all, or bother with our lives in any way; only our effort makes or breaks our fall. Perhaps it gives us hope, such folderol, or cheats fear-mongers of their gruesome play. I don’t believe that gods watch us at all.…
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A moment’s span is very little time; a single blink and half of it is gone. Not long enough to make ambition’s climb, a moment’s span is very little time, which makes its wasting quite a solemn crime. On such small pegs, life’s hat is hung upon. A…
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