abbey-utahn

February 5, 2025

The clouds passed, in phrases and paragraphs, like incomprehensible messages of troubling import, overhead across the forested ridges, above the unsealed cliffs, beyond the uninhabited fields of lonely mesas, followed by their faithful shadows flowing with effortless adaptation over each crack, crevice, crease and crag on the wrinkled skin of the Utahn earth.

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Thought:

“If you have a machine with three or four parts, you can shake them up in a box and it’s still pretty clear what’s there. If you have a machine with 10,000 parts and you shake them up in a box, what you have is a box of junk.”

Gene Wolfe

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