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Deserts Possess A Particular Magic, Since They Have Exhausted Their Own Futures, And Are Thus Free Of Time. Anything Erected There, A City, A Pyramid, A Motel, Stands Outside Time. It's No Coincidence That Religious Leaders Emerge From The Desert. Modern Shopping Malls Have Much The Same Function. A Future Rimbaud, Van Gogh Or Adolf Hitler Will Emerge From Their Timeless Wastes.

Put A Higher Value On Yourself. Being Hyper-realistic About Everything Is Too Simple A Get-out.

Sex Times Technology Equals The Future.

Medicine Was Certainly Intended To Be A Career. I Wanted To Become A Psychiatrist, An Adolescent Ambition Which, Of Course, Is Fulfilled By Many Psychiatrists.

I Find Wholly Baffling The Widespread Belief Today That The Dropping Of The Hiroshima And Nagasaki Bombs Was An Immoral Act, Even Possibly A War Crime To Rank With Nazi Genocide.