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472Self-contempt wrecks everything, turns people into ruins, causes decay. Unfortunately self-content is eternal, the more you try to diminish it the bigger it grows. It always comes back until it dies with you. It precedes your death actually, perhaps by only minutes, when it’s too late to go back and live your entire life without fake, self-constructed hierarchies.– Page read by DEVON GLOVER (

471I’m worried about forgetting. What matters are not places or moments, just how graceful you remain until time makes repugnance to people melt away. You must remember to keep great constancy in being affectionate though, otherwise your wet and decayed stockings will reveal that you were as average as every other drowned person lost in their watery graves.– Page read by PAUL FREED.

470How can you distinguish between being under water and being above water? You can’t if you’re compulsively busy. You can’t if you mitigate and desensitize the few spare moments where you find yourself with nothing to do and no one to talk to. You can’t if you feel superior to others more often than not. You can’t if you defense your crankiness. You can’t if you think the world conspires against you. You already drowned yourself.– Page read by NOAH BECKER.

469Positive feelings are a luxury these days. They’re only appropriate in certain places and at certain times, and they are mostly judged upon. You don’t see them in a crowded mall where we’re heavy-footed, shuffling, mincing along, waddling, like paunchy sculptures weighted down by rolls of numbing gloom.– Page read by YOSHIE SAKAI.

468You only say “I didn’t give up” after you actually give up. Are you in danger? Of course not, you had no choice but to offer yourself as a victim, and that’s all right. We all try to hold time still at some point or another, even though time doesn’t stand still.– Page read by ROBERTO CORTEZ.

465The absence of air in a room with no windows and piles of dirty and clean clothes mixed together, unfolded. Unpaired shoes are littering the floor, there is nothing left to do. Your starring role is to play someone who feels less alone than you. Sorry, your horoscope lied to you today. Page read by NORA BERMAN.

4628:40 AM: The Havisham Hour. Day/Page/Sketch 462 of 513 from Charles Dickens’ Great Expectations. –I am indifferent when I am not disposed. I am not passive when I am resigned. When you create, you endanger your freedom and that makes some people uncomfortable. Freedom is not the absence of danger, as we are made to believe.– Page read by KATHRYN GARCIA here: Visit to order fine prints, listen to previous podcasts, and to learn more about this project. ©2014 Julio Panisello.

460There is no relief in realizing how frightening it is to dissolve into an inky river after the person who’s supposed to pull you out of the flowing stream suddenly eclipses. Your head, the only part of your body above the cold, dark water, feels as solitary as the moments of profound regret. You’re alone with your own self-destructive thoughts, and you are going to freeze.

459The solitary side effects under the direct sun: rebirth, stillness, depth, serenity, pause, nourishment, privacy, release, growth, thoughtlessness, life. It all lasts an instant, we make last an instant.