"what joy there is in this life. lifting past us always. what pointless joy."
and
"we are every second being born."
- richard powers, the echo maker
another amazing author with a penchant for descriptions approximating the ineffable. in 'the echo maker,' powers employs the context of neurological trauma to reveal the fragility of the self, humankind's insignificance in the larger scope of evolution, and the implausibility of love given the inherent psychoticism of consciousness.
yeah, give it a read...
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