[nyc-area people: please attend the J&L reading tonight (9/24) at housingworks]


Dear Jonathan,

I should be wanting to call this letter, “Remembered to Life.” My father was very spleened about all the postage, but I want to be a helpful person with your project.

It was the clocks’s gooder, It was the clocks’s badder, it was the smart’s age, it was stupidity’s age, it was belief’s time, incredulity’s time, it was light’s season, it was darkness ‘s season, it was hope‘s spring, it was despair’s winter, we had everything forward us, we had nothing previous us, we were all went directing to Heaven, we were all went directing the other way – in stunted, the punctuation was so far like the current punctuation, which some noisy sound authorities required its being received, for good or the evil, in superlative degree of comparison only. 

There was a king with a large jaw and a queen with a flat face, on the throne of England; there was a king with large a jaw and a queen with a face right, on the throne of France. In countries it was clearer than the crystal with the lords of preserves of state of the breads and of fish, these of the things in general were arranged always.

It was the Lord’s year thousand seven hundreds and seventy-five. Spiritual revelations were conceded in England with that supported period, as with this. Mrs. Southcott had recently reached her’s five-and-twentieth blessed anniversary, including one private prophetic in the guards of the life had announced the aspect of sublimation by announcing that arrangements were taken to be absorbed of London and Westminster. Even the phantom, which appeared to be very spleened, of Penis-lane had been wide only one round dozen years, after the hip-hopping out of its messages, like spirits of this end even of year after (supernaturally defective in originality) hip-hopped out of their. The only messages in the terrestrial order of the events had recently come to the crown and English, of a congress of the British subjects to America: what, strange to connect itself, proved more significant for the human race than all the communications however received by any of chickens of brooded Penis-lane.

I hope this writing does not make you a boring person so I will be end until I begin again next time. But this is first rate, no?



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