thoughts on time: every man for himself and god against all

When you cross those steep bridges into the weird swarming life outside the center of things, and see the template of this city from its approaches, you confront the monumentality of ancient Rome, you become tiny and incidental in the realm of geological time. It takes thousands of faceless beings to build those massive walls and string girders miles above the earth. Thousands of faceless faces, eons of forgotten time, a dark river pulling everything under. Every man for himself and God against all, tojours c’est vrai, c’est tout.


— from Gary Indiana, Do Everything in the Dark


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