1. 12:41 3rd Jul 2009

    The thrilling lark in a wild despair will trill down arrows from the sky,
    the swan will beat the waters in rage, white rage of an enraged swan,
    even the lambs will stretch forth their necks like serpents,
    like snakes of hate, against the man in the machine:
    even the shaking white poplar will dazzle like splinters of glass against him
    — Hemmingway