Paul Ford: A wire back in time. [via Michael Barrish]
And the years are like octaves, scales descending the keyboard. I am here at the lowest end, the speed of oscillation slowing, and I reach in the past to find the fourth, the fifth, every decade the octave. Harmonies doubling the power – that is the secret of growing old, that you can play your past and present like a piano. Most people don’t.
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