What Good Is Knowledge If It Just

You Gave Yourself Away, Word By Word, Every Time You Opened Your Trap To Speak.

The More Things I Threw Away, The More I Found.

Too Much Has Been Forgotten In The Name Of Memory.

Facts Are Lonely Things.

A Photograph Is A Universe Of Dots. The Grain, The Halide, The Little Silver Things Clumped In The Emulsion. Once You Get Inside A Dot, You Gain Access To Hidden Information, You Slide Into The Smallest Event. This Is What Technology Does. It Peels Back The Shadows And Redeems The Dazed And Rumbling Past. It Makes Reality Come True.