Beetroot: Weaned

Weaned 28 November 2005, 19:38

Dance, when you’re broken open.
Dance, if you’ve torn the bandage off.
Dance in the middle of the fighting.
Dance in your blood.
Dance, when you’re perfectly free.
—Jalal al Din Rumi (1207-1273)

(Via Shanmonster)

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Salvage

Due to a shift in attention span, I’ve moved a bunch of my Bloglines feeds to a “Bottom of the barrel” folder.

These were the ones I’ve lost interest in hammering and no longer have time for:

Perhaps because of the high amount of signal, i.e. post frequency
Or maybe you (yeah, YOU) got whiny or clueless a long time ago
Or maybe something is wrong with your feed (i.e. not full text. I mean, C’MON!)

Hopefully I won’t have to check these sites anymore, but when the bottom of that barrel needs scraping, they’ll be there.

Without prejudice

No offence, but the urgency has passed or there are other demands on my time and attention.

If you want your audience back, blog me a trainwreck. You’re close, I can feel it. Let go.

Off the rails

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