Tobacco, that native wonder, became a post-processual deity in the gung-ho modernist revelation instilling precise value to the shadow governed by the economic grove. Enjoined thus, the plant and its mucky muck stooges became billed acreage statistic and a fine Rubicon to feature. Think of farmland making eventual smoke by a process of sublimated craving. In this immediacy, rituals become addictions: were once / now this. Tobacco's broad lush leaf inspired institutionalized number crunch and schemes of characteristic creosote to bargain with. You too can be a target for industry's sensuous bite. Sweet wholesome fragrance secularizes the garden plant's holy mission, and the plant bears the blame. Nothing should surprise you. You understand the stock report and the while for which all this is worth. Those numbers don't lie, but you can learn to adjust.
Walking is not walking if Gertrude chooses not to walk. The premise: Gertrude Stein is not walking. She may be on a boat, not walking, crossing the wide ocean sea. Leaving inevitable France but not walking. Dramatic but not walking. Sentenced but not walking. There were days of walking but not this day. Reading or just looking but not walking.There were sentences full of walking but not walking. Talking maybe but not walking in or out. A time lived and walking was done then if not now. It was a doing and it was a done. Not forgetting Alice who may have had walking done or even doing. The annals say Leo Stein walked along, up to and including the degree of not walking, along. Those flower names walked along, Matisse, Picasso, Laurencin, in varieties. An adding war or two closed or opened anything jump. Apollinaire in the historical. Languages of shapes and sizes bounding for just the time and a little beyond. And that was the how sentence. In that time but also forward until readi...
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