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a blog by Paul Graham Raven
science fiction / social theory / climate futures / infrastructure / utopian narratology / sometimes cats
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sunken lands, rising remorselessly
I guess now we get to start going on about how we liked him before he was popular. Congrats, Mike. Clip on and keep climbing—you’re leading a route that the rest of us can barely read, let alone send.
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10NOV20 / accessions
Strong packaging game here, though it clearly created enough suspicion with Swedish customs that they decided to open the bag in order to check that I wasn’t importing something more dubious than an obscure small-press sf mag. (Though what could be more dubious than that, I ask you?)
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Prayers for the damned: Nick Cave Alone at Alexandra Palace
There’s something strange, to me, about modern cinemas—the architectural interiority of them, I mean. Perhaps it’s because I’ve been to them so infrequently over the course of my life, leaving my experience of them to be a series of lurching momentary mutations rather than a steady evolution of form; I don’t know. But it feels
Who is Paul Graham Raven?
“… who, with raving lips uttering things mirthless, unbedizened, and unperfumed, reaches over a thousand years with [his] voice, thanks to the god in [him].”