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and then our exile

Saturday, July 17, 2004 at 5:21 p.m.

Out, damned spot--out, I say! ... Hell is murky.

Turns out i meant "tomorrow" in the Macbethean sense--"tomorrow (...and tomorrow and tomorrow)". And i have less time to post in summer than i did when addicted to textbooks? Who smells a paradox? ...sometimes i think i *am* a paradox.

Anyhow, leaving for the Tarbiyyah & 'Ilm Retreat in about four minutes, so Monday morning is on for the nexter. Things await saying, and the globalog is a willing receptacle. My love to all.

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