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  <title>Craig Mod, A Swarm of Blood Robots, 2026</title>
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    &lt;p&gt;Another feeling I’ve had as we barrel towards whatever future we are barreling towards: There is an inexorable &lt;em&gt;pace&lt;/em&gt; to technological advancement, almost physics-bound, akin to time itself, to the universe’s relentless inching towards total entropy. I know we (individuals, communities) can “choose” to move more slowly, but when systems (governments, markets, societies) crest some size, does the possibility of choice dramatically narrow? Evaporate? We’re in a narrow place of accelerating momentum.&lt;/p&gt;11:38am on August 14, 2026 from Tashkurgan, Xinjiang, China&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href=&#34;mailto:reply@silasjelley.com?subject=Reply%20to:%20“Craig Mod, A Swarm of Blood Robots, 2026”&#34;&gt;Reply via email&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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  <title>Craig Mod, Oooohhh Summer, How Much Risk Is a Useful Amount of Risk?, Roden, 2026</title>
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    &lt;p&gt;Back in Tokyo, after the fireworks spectacular, I went to Yoyogi Park. An announcement was playing: “Rollerblading is dangerous, make sure you don’t do it! And be sure to not play catch! And stay off the bike paths! And don’t run in the non-running areas!” I was barely ten feet into the park when I heard those broadcast rules in both Japanese and English. As the rules were sermonized overhead, people moved with heat-stroke torpidity, smartphones cradled near their faces. Last fall, while walking through Yoyogi, I counted: 97 out of 100 people were looking at their phones. Nobody was doing anything that looked particularly fun. Never have I felt it more acutely: The world doesn’t need a park that bans rollerblading. It needs one that bans smartphones.&lt;/p&gt;4:45pm on August 13, 2026 from Kashgar, Xinjiang, China&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href=&#34;mailto:reply@silasjelley.com?subject=Reply%20to:%20“Craig Mod, Oooohhh Summer, How Much Risk Is a Useful Amount of Risk?, Roden, 2026”&#34;&gt;Reply via email&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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  <title>David Loeb Weiss, Farewell Etaoin Shrdlu, 1978</title>
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    &lt;p&gt;But despite automation, computerization and the continuing advances of electronics, the central factor is still the work of the human brain. The work of human eyes. And the work of human hands.&lt;/p&gt;1:19pm on August  9, 2026 from Kashgar, Xinjiang, China&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href=&#34;mailto:reply@silasjelley.com?subject=Reply%20to:%20“David Loeb Weiss, Farewell Etaoin Shrdlu, 1978”&#34;&gt;Reply via email&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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  <title>A linotype makeup man in David Loeb Weiss&#39;s, Farewell Etaoin Shrdlu, 1978</title>
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    &lt;p&gt;It’s inevitable that we’re going to go into computers. All the knowledge I’ve acquired over these 26 years is all locked up in a little box now called a computer. I think most jobs are probably going to end up the same way.&lt;/p&gt;1:16pm on August  9, 2026 from Kashgar, Xinjiang, China&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href=&#34;mailto:reply@silasjelley.com?subject=Reply%20to:%20“A linotype makeup man in David Loeb Weiss&#39;s, Farewell Etaoin Shrdlu, 1978”&#34;&gt;Reply via email&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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  <title>Ellis in Joel and Ethan Coen&#39;s, No Country For Old Men, 2007</title>
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    &lt;p&gt;You can’t stop what’s coming. It ain’t all waiting on you. That’s vanity.&lt;/p&gt;9:28pm on July  1, 2026 from Sary-Tash, Kyrgyzstan&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href=&#34;mailto:reply@silasjelley.com?subject=Reply%20to:%20“Ellis in Joel and Ethan Coen&#39;s, No Country For Old Men, 2007”&#34;&gt;Reply via email&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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    &lt;p&gt;Well, all the time you spend trying to get back what’s been took from you, more is going out the door. After a while, you just have to try and get a tourniquet on it.&lt;/p&gt;7:57pm on July  1, 2026 from Sary-Tash, Kyrgyzstan&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href=&#34;mailto:reply@silasjelley.com?subject=Reply%20to:%20“Ellis in Joel and Ethan Coen&#39;s, No Country For Old Men, 2007”&#34;&gt;Reply via email&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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  <title>Lee Kuan Yew, From Third World to First, Ch. 6, The Roof Over Every Head, 2000, Harper Collins</title>
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    &lt;p&gt;I resolved to enable every household to own its own home. If we were going to get the people to take National Service seriously, I could not ask their sons to fight and die for the properties of the wealthy. We worked out a personal savings scheme that allowed them to own an apartment painlessly through instalments over 20 years. We sold the apartments to them at below cost to enhance their assets. Today, 95 per cent of Singaporean households are homeowners. It has immeasurably increased their wealth and our social stability. Without home ownership, we would have become like Tokyo, Seoul or Hong Kong, where the voters in the cities are disaffected because they pay a large proportion of their salaries in rents&lt;/p&gt;4:13pm on June  5, 2026 from Tinchlik, Fergana, Uzbekistan&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href=&#34;mailto:reply@silasjelley.com?subject=Reply%20to:%20“Lee Kuan Yew, From Third World to First, Ch. 6, The Roof Over Every Head, 2000, Harper Collins”&#34;&gt;Reply via email&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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  <title>Peter Hopkirk, The Great Game, 1992</title>
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    &lt;p&gt;The sufferings of the present were aggravated by the dread of the future.&lt;/p&gt;11:03am on June  3, 2026 from Navgarzan, Fergana, Uzbekistan&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href=&#34;mailto:reply@silasjelley.com?subject=Reply%20to:%20“Peter Hopkirk, The Great Game, 1992”&#34;&gt;Reply via email&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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  <title>Kikuyu people of central Kenya, Swahili proverb</title>
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    &lt;p&gt;When elephants fight, it’s the grass that suffers.&lt;/p&gt;3:33pm on June  2, 2026 from Angren, Tashkent Region, Uzbekistan&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href=&#34;mailto:reply@silasjelley.com?subject=Reply%20to:%20“Kikuyu people of central Kenya, Swahili proverb”&#34;&gt;Reply via email&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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  <title>Bin from Singapore, met in Tashkent</title>
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    &lt;p&gt;Back home, I just can’t be myself.&lt;/p&gt;11:36pm on May 28, 2026 from Tashkent, Uzbekistan&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href=&#34;mailto:reply@silasjelley.com?subject=Reply%20to:%20“Bin from Singapore, met in Tashkent”&#34;&gt;Reply via email&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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  <title>Carl Sagan, The Demon-Haunted World, 1995, Random House</title>
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    &lt;p&gt;Science is more than a body of knowledge; it is a way of thinking. I have a foreboding of an America in my children’s or grandchildren’s time—when the United States is a service and information economy; when nearly all the key manufacturing industries have slipped away to other countries; when awesome technological powers are in the hands of a very few, and no one representing the public interest can even grasp the issues; when the people have lost the ability to set their own agendas or knowledgeably question those in authority; when, clutching our crystals and nervously consulting our horoscopes, our critical faculties in decline, unable to distinguish between what feels good and what’s true, we slide, almost without noticing, back into superstition and darkness.&lt;/p&gt;8:20pm on May 21, 2026 from Shymkent, Kazakhstan&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href=&#34;mailto:reply@silasjelley.com?subject=Reply%20to:%20“Carl Sagan, The Demon-Haunted World, 1995, Random House”&#34;&gt;Reply via email&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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  <title>Antoine de Saint-Exupéry, Wind, Sand, and Stars, Ch. 3, The Tool, 1939, Harcourt Brace (1992 edition)</title>
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    &lt;p&gt;To grasp the meaning of the world of today we use a language created to express the world of yesterday. The life of the past seems to us nearer our true natures, but only for the reason that it is nearer our language.&lt;/p&gt;3:35pm on May 21, 2026 from Shymkent, Kazakhstan&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href=&#34;mailto:reply@silasjelley.com?subject=Reply%20to:%20“Antoine de Saint-Exupéry, Wind, Sand, and Stars, Ch. 3, The Tool, 1939, Harcourt Brace (1992 edition)”&#34;&gt;Reply via email&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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  <title>Jack London in E. J. Hopkins&#39;s, Jack London&#39;s Philosophy, San Francisco Bulletin, 1916</title>
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    &lt;p&gt;The function of man is to live, not to exist. I shall not waste my days in trying to prolong them. I shall use my time.&lt;/p&gt;12:06am on May 21, 2026 from Shymkent, Kazakhstan&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href=&#34;mailto:reply@silasjelley.com?subject=Reply%20to:%20“Jack London in E. J. Hopkins&#39;s, Jack London&#39;s Philosophy, San Francisco Bulletin, 1916”&#34;&gt;Reply via email&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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  <title>Henry Weikel, Like shining from shook foil, 2024</title>
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    &lt;p&gt;What can we make of any of this? It is the surreal and unique condition of our age. But these facts hold the same intensity and mystery as any lonely peak. The world is as rich as it ever was. Any belief less is cowardice and self consolation - Gerard Manley Hopkins &lt;a href=&#34;https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poems/44395/gods-grandeur&#34;&gt;opened and closed that question&lt;/a&gt; 150 years ago. Whenever we feel most keenly that “all is seared with trade; bleared, smeared with toil”, a second, greater voice replies: “And for all this, nature is never spent”.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Distance has been destroyed. The world lurches forward in phantasmagoric collage. We can run from this fact, seeking ever deeper tracts of jungle to relive the idyll of the Victorian explorer - window shopping online for the last “vision quests” on the market - or we can accept the eternal and unvarying charge of the traveler: to remake the world as we experience it - and to be drowned, laughing, in the new.&lt;/p&gt;1:21pm on May 20, 2026 from Shymkent, Kazakhstan&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href=&#34;mailto:reply@silasjelley.com?subject=Reply%20to:%20“Henry Weikel, Like shining from shook foil, 2024”&#34;&gt;Reply via email&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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    &lt;p&gt;To be saturated in any aspect of the world is noble.&lt;/p&gt;1:14pm on May 20, 2026 from Shymkent, Kazakhstan&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href=&#34;mailto:reply@silasjelley.com?subject=Reply%20to:%20“Henry Weikel, Like shining from shook foil, 2024”&#34;&gt;Reply via email&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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  <title>Peter Davidson, The Idea of North, 2004, Reaktion Books</title>
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    &lt;p&gt;When he began to travel as a student he first went to Iceland and Norway - distant northern lands, places with icy and volcanic landscapes - but he felt isolated by language, and they did not answer precisely his imagination of northness. In contrast, Scotland offered the first real places to correspond to his inner world. Minutes after his arrival in 1979 on the Hamburg to Newcastle ferry, he saw his first British road sign reading simply ‘The North’. This generalization, as opposed to the precise reckoning of kilometers on Continental signs, struck him as transformational, poetic.&lt;/p&gt;1:09pm on May 20, 2026 from Shymkent, Kazakhstan&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href=&#34;mailto:reply@silasjelley.com?subject=Reply%20to:%20“Peter Davidson, The Idea of North, 2004, Reaktion Books”&#34;&gt;Reply via email&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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  <title>Henry Weikel, Like shining from shook foil, 2024</title>
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    &lt;p&gt;Enough! Have some dignity and leave that stone unturned. Suck down whatever’s at hand and quick, back to your oars! There will be time enough for Yelp reviews in the grave. Fly wherever’s cheapest and learn to throw knives in the first bar you find. Take a ferry to an island off the coast and miss the day’s last return. You’ll meet a woman there with clairvoyant eyes who will press a warm stone into your palm. Your leisure should be ferocious. It should take more from you than you thought you had to give, but too many face their vacation like a period of mourning.&lt;/p&gt;12:10pm on May 20, 2026 from Shymkent, Kazakhstan&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href=&#34;mailto:reply@silasjelley.com?subject=Reply%20to:%20“Henry Weikel, Like shining from shook foil, 2024”&#34;&gt;Reply via email&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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  <title>Antoine de Saint-Exupéry, Wind, Sand, and Stars, Ch. Prisoner of the Sand, 1939, Ukemi (2016 edition)</title>
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  <published>2026-05-19T14:38:57Z</published>
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    &lt;p&gt;It would be impossible to guess at a man’s way of living his life without being locked in it with him.&lt;/p&gt;2:38pm on May 19, 2026 from Uzbekistan&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href=&#34;mailto:reply@silasjelley.com?subject=Reply%20to:%20“Antoine de Saint-Exupéry, Wind, Sand, and Stars, Ch. Prisoner of the Sand, 1939, Ukemi (2016 edition)”&#34;&gt;Reply via email&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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  <title>Henri Charrière, Papillon, 1968, William Morrow (2012 edition)</title>
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    &lt;p&gt;You don’t make over a life the way you sew on a button.&lt;/p&gt;7:36pm on May 18, 2026 from Shymkent, Kazakhstan&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href=&#34;mailto:reply@silasjelley.com?subject=Reply%20to:%20“Henri Charrière, Papillon, 1968, William Morrow (2012 edition)”&#34;&gt;Reply via email&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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  <title>Henri Charrière, Papillon, 1968, William Morrow (2012 edition)</title>
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    &lt;p&gt;We have too much technological progress, life is too hectic, and our society has only one goal: to invent still more technological marvels to make life even easier and better. The craving for every new scientific discovery breeds a hunger for greater comfort and the constant struggle to achieve it. All that kills the soul, kills compassion, understanding, nobility. It leaves no time for caring what happens to other people, least of all criminals.&lt;/p&gt;7:35pm on May 18, 2026 from Shymkent, Kazakhstan&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href=&#34;mailto:reply@silasjelley.com?subject=Reply%20to:%20“Henri Charrière, Papillon, 1968, William Morrow (2012 edition)”&#34;&gt;Reply via email&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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