“You can be absolutely taken over, given to, and gone, into that infinitesimally small, known but not seen, blackness of pulse. Then there is you: her.”
- From hands-off to hands-on: her having hands means more than your life
- You don’t need the thread that connects you to your self
- Being a perfection of cluelessness frees all held power
- We are meeting on the other side of you, in dark matter where your matter isn’t
- What you’ll come into, many thousands of years after you’ve died
- The two of you can meet and she just might have a life
