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Listening to a Nirvana boxed set which I picked up cheap at a local used book store last night. Really wish Cobain could have kept his shit together. He was such a fabulous, luminous musician.

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Have been mulling over the Marsh Hawk manuscript. And am determined to find my way back to working on

*Appearances*.

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(first take)

The limits
of my ass are the limits of my world.

The limits
of my baronial estate are the limits of my world.

The limits
of my carapace are the limits of my world.

The limits
of my davenport are the limits of my world.

The limits
of my emerging reputation are the limits of my world.

The limits of my finesse are the limits of my world.

The limits
of my grandiosity are the limits of my world.

The limits
of my hallucinations are the limits of my world.

The limits
of my interests are the limits of my world.

The limits
of my jouissance are the limits of my world.

The limits
of my kindness are the limits of my world.

The limits
of my loveliness are the limits of my world.

The limits
of my manliness are the limits of my world.

The limits
of my notoriety are the limits of my world.

The limits
of my openness are the limits of my world.

The limits
of my penitence are the limits of my world

The limits
of my questioning are the limits of my world.

The limits
of my reason are the limits of my world.

The limits
of my sexuality are the limits of my world.

The limits
of my treachery are the limits of my world.

The limits
of my understanding are the limits of my world.

The limits
of my vision are the limits of my world.

The limits
of my will are the limits of my world.

The limits
of my expression are the limits of my world.

The limits
of my youth are the limits of my world.

The limits
of my zip code are the limits of my world.

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Later agitators.

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