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f92bf04
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If Albert Einstein, the last century's very poster boy for the cunning man and the wild-haired magician of science, knew one thing, then it was simply that there was always more to be known. He didn't pridefully condemn dreams of physics and incomplete theories. He pointed off into the future and named the unknown things as, in fact, spooky action at a distance.
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Warren Ellis |
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80dbfd4
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Being a nun wasn't all it was cracked up to be and the sex was shit.
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nun
sex
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Warren Ellis |
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3e17fe7
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Is that what we do? We pitch our tents, do our little clown shows, and then take off up the road to the next town ahead? Leaving our science-fictional debris on the blasted dirt to poison the minds of future generations, like the alien litter in STALKER and ROADSIDE PICNIC. Flying cars rusting out like Saturn Five rockets propped up as roadkill talismans at Kennedy, leaking toxins into the soil. Jetpacks oozing fuel from cracks in their tan..
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Warren Ellis |
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9323e23
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Benighted infants," Strauss laughed, gesturing at Goldmark to get the coffees. "I'd be amazed if anything in here grew on or near an animal. It's all that printed meat, diddled with by needles."
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Warren Ellis |
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df4f66f
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Yeah, trust the fuckhead.
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spider-jerusalem
trust
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Warren Ellis |
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a2ee546
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Bukkake," said a voice in my ear. "Multiple ejaculations onto the face. It's the new thing." It was the tattooed girl, crouched behind my chair. "This is the only genuine and authentic Godzilla Bukkake night in America."
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Warren Ellis |
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d6bed23
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Bloody Wolf Blitzer intoning that a weather bomb is going to detonate over America because the planet hates humans and time is a flat circle.
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Warren Ellis |
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2d7a381
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No more circuses.
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Warren Ellis |
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3e38ecc
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ADDENDUM: SOMETIMES THE FUTURE IS BULLSHIT
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Warren Ellis |
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5a16a48
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I was happiest when I was working for myself. Setting my own goals. Improving my own skills... Take control of your world.
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capitalism
globalization
marxism
revolution
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Warren Ellis |
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bde0c17
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Magic is the cheat codes for the world. Sending a signal to reality's operating system, see?
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Warren Ellis |
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ea70033
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All people are scum. No matter what they look like.
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Warren Ellis |
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8740cf5
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It was like washing down a bucket of peyote with a vatful of absinthe.
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news
peyote
spider-jerusalem
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Warren Ellis |
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d6dbbcb
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Predicting causes litter.
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Warren Ellis |
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efc1645
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You wanted a more interesting world... Maybe I'm growing up quickly. Maybe I'm better than you planned... Maybe I'm just showing you that your world was interesting enough all the time, all on its own. And now I'm punishing you.
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end-of-history
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Warren Ellis |
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ac0e706
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Do you want to eat Peyotl and human flesh on the path to spiritual enlightenment? Or just for the hell of it? Join the ancient cult of Anasazi.
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for-the-hell-of-it
human-flesh
peyote
peyotl
spiritual-enlightenment
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Warren Ellis |
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88f22d7
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Health Goth exercise leotard.
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Warren Ellis |
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09cce23
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he is defining the immediate future as follows: old people huddling in big cities, afraid of the sky.
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Warren Ellis |
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a41f0d7
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This is always the writer's cunning plan - writing things down so that you can see them properly.
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Warren Ellis |
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ff77a70
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Adam knew it was childish, but he rationalized it in this way: carelessly harming other people was a decent stand-in for baseline human interaction.
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Warren Ellis |
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37f6acc
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Carnstein, with a soft smile and a grace and attention that bordered on the tender, very precisely beat Isaac Goldmark to death.
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Warren Ellis |
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af304d3
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Adam sat back and scoured his recent memory.
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Warren Ellis |
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ce37c89
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It would take a human nine years to walk from the Earth to the moon.
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Warren Ellis |
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a8ca568
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I don't want to kill her. But then I don't want to shit and eat. But in the order to live I have to do it.
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Warren Ellis |
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e766d4d
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There are many good reasons for drinking, and one's just entered my head: If you don't drink when you're living, how the fuck can you drink when you're dead?
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mystery
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Warren Ellis |
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bd8139a
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Supermodernism. the fact that we don't build places just to live in anymore. We build places to go through. To wait in. To be transient [. . .] Supermodern spaces. Places to go through. And now look at this bloody city [Los Angeles]. Two hundred thousand fucking miles of road. Not even a city. A dozen towns stitched together by motorways.
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Warren Ellis |
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518b370
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Murder increases happiness.
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Warren Ellis |
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d72aa08
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Fuck you . . . you fucking body-dysmorphia porn-addict trust-fund-baby compulsive-masturbation motherfucker.
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super-hero
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Warren Ellis |
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7fc4af9
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Okay," I said. "Let's do something really goddamn stupid."
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Warren Ellis |
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b128709
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There would be internet, and books, and music. He could think, and be, and hold the world at a distance in order to see it properly.
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Warren Ellis |
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6dd69b3
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Religion lives not in dogma, but utterly within the virtues of love and self-sacrifice. Without those, there is no future I can bear to stand, nor hope for the continuance of God's creation. It is not blasphemy to say that the work of Jesus the redeemer was and is to break the chains of the realms of darkness. And set free the creature from the power of sin.
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religion
salvation
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Warren Ellis |
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a071e9c
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We use the language of magic and ghosts and ritual to parse science and technology because science and technology always was, and still is, a process of magic and ghosts and ritual. Same thing. The mistakes we made were in consigning that language to the storage room of things we think we've grown out of - in thinking we were somehow better than it -- and in leaving its scattered remains to the illusionists and hucksters who no self-respect..
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Warren Ellis |
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e743855
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In the world of haunted machines we're determined to bring on, we need alchemists. People with feet in both worlds. People prepared to consider a world of ghosts and spirits with presence and agency. People like the cunning-folk, equipped to translate the high code of that world for the rest of us dung-stained villagers. People who know their history - which means also knowing their folklore, because that's where the lessons are. Magic
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Warren Ellis |
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54b7779
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Post-modernism, which has probably lasted longer than modernism, is the process of interrogating the aesthetic discourse. Disrupting the narrative. Modernism says that things can be right. Post-modernism says that nothing can be right. So if you ever wonder why nothing new ever seems to happen any more, find a post-modernist and beat the shit out of then. Wyndham
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Warren Ellis |
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c9a486d
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ON PLAYING back the 911 recording, it'd seem that Mrs. Stegman was more concerned that the man outside her apartment door was naked than that he had a big shotgun.
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noir-style
surprising
violent
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Warren Ellis |
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04d485f
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Lots of cops married nurses, Tallow knew. Nurses understood the life: murderous shiftwork, long stretches of boredom, sudden adrenaline spikes, blood everywhere. Tallow almost smiled as he followed his wincing partner into the apartment building. He made sure the door closed as silently as possible, and only then did he draw his firearm.
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noir-style
slice-of-life
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Warren Ellis |
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e3716e0
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IT TOOK a conscious effort for Tallow to keep his hand off his gun as he walked up the apartment building's stairs. There was no threat here. He told himself that with every step. But every step held memory.
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noir
noir-style
ptsd
violence
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Warren Ellis |
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aef78bf
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Science fiction is always about the time it's written in. 1984 was always about 1948. Science fiction is social fiction. I
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Warren Ellis |
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2369765
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We say, 'I see what you mean,' it's the metaphor for clarity. But sometimes I wish people could see the pictures in my head, instead of my having to describe them with words. Words are clumsy. I wish I could communicate in pictures.
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Warren Ellis |
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22353b0
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Se mi amaste, oggi vi ammazzereste tutti.
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Warren Ellis |
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c966842
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constitute a horror story wherein the villains of the piece stole power from a stable governance system in order to cast the population of the world into an ongoing lab experiment with no plan or boundary. A dismal science.
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Warren Ellis |
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8148acd
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He was a futurist. They were all futurists. Everyone here gazed into the abyss for a living. Do it long enough, and the abyss would gaze back into you. If the abyss did that for long enough, the people who paid you for your eyes would send you to Normal Head. The
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Warren Ellis |
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f42b894
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He could be a wise man of the woods, spoken of in whispers, his words and thoughts becoming spooky action at a distance in the world beyond. A secret wizard of the future.
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Warren Ellis |
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36ca74d
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She outright murdered Clough with her eyes.
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Warren Ellis |