must have played this chord at least a thousand times now. waiting, patient, thinking it would bring me somewhere. still im sitting, wishing there was something more to say. here goes. a nervous, scribbling spider here has kept me company. our early sketches quietly evolve in chaos, back and forth, until a breeze commands our course to change. then back. we race our slack. im looking at a life of pulling teeth from nowhere, hurling all my baggage at defenseless notebooks, and left with only vices, friends, and puzzles to keep me sane for now i wait the crowd to face to face to twenty years and all ive learned is how to listen. and i still dont do it half the time i think i ought to. we all just talk too much. everyone thinks theyve got it figured out. well you dont. you cant. youre blind and im tired. so stop. slow down.


from The Age of Missing Information, released March 5, 2013



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