
1984
Curious book, ... Winston. A favourite of literature teachers, before 1984. I read it in the 70s. It was claimed that 1984 was already here. One thing that struck me about it, if they were pumping out and refining their propaganda, who was their audience if everyone was being repressed? You pretend to work, we'll pretend to pay you. I sold you, you sold me, under the Chestnut Tree cafe. Oranges and lemons say the bells of St. Clemens. Big Brother. 1984.
Saturday, August 02, 2008
1984
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Philip
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7:09 AM
Labels: art, fractal, fractal art
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Sunday, June 01, 2008
Change and Decay

Change and Decay
Swift to its close ebbs out life’s little day
Earth’s joys grow dim, its glories pass away
Change and decay in all around I see
O thou who changest not, abide with me
Thou on my head in early youth didst smile
And, though rebellious and perverse meanwhile,
Thou hast not left me, oft as I left thee
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7:20 AM
Labels: art, fractal, fractal art
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