Monday, February 3, 2020

Did existence ever seem worked for?

Monday, February 3, 2020

“…then she was walking away, her long legs scissor-like in their little, orderly movements. It would take her thousands of steps to get anywhere, but she would get there easily, and when she arrived, in the present, it would seem like it had been a single movement that brought her there. Did existence ever seem worked for? One seemed simply to be here, less an accumulation of moments than a single arrangement continuously gifted from some inaccessible future.”

~ Tao Lin, Taipei, 2013


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