Status Updates From Orbital

"Obviously."

New favorite book of all time.

Not sure if the text is just dreadfully dull or too challenging for me but it's taking every ounce of my already-limited-focus to keep going.

I can't believe I'm trying to read this again.

Welcome to the labyrinth of mirrors that is human life.

You think of the training you did in water and how the Stillwater of the training pool holds you run away that space doesn’t, our space has a ferocity and wants parentheses though without malice, with nothing but empty indifference and parentheses to tilt you, up and Anne undo you, and you remember, then not to fight it, only to adapt to it.

Because who can look at man’s neurotic assault on the planet and find it beautiful? Man’s hubris. A Huber saw Almighty. It’s matched only by his stupidity.

Anton – quiet, and drying his humor, sentimental, crying openly at films, it scene outside the window. – Anton the spaceships heart Pietro it’s mind… It’s hands, Shawn it’ssoul…Chie it’s conscience, now it’s breath.