The art of being Californian, it seems, is to cultivate a loose-limbed insouciance while secretly working away like a frantic ant.

--Richard Fortey The Earth: An Intimate History

Tuesday, November 11, 2008

Death of Cells . . . Man

I killed today.

Look at how unsuspecting these little guys are. . . .

Oh, little cells. Can you sense your imminent death?



It was as if millions of voices suddenly cried out in terror and were suddenly silenced.

Destroying the evidence.

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