Matthew Austin Keller
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"First there was darkness, then came the strangers. They were a race as old as time itself. They had mastered the ultimate technology, the ability to alter physical reality by will alone. They called this ability “tuning”. But they were dying; their civilization was in decline. And so they abandoned their world, seeking a cure for their own mortality. Their endless journey brought them to small little world, in the farthest corner of the galaxy."

Dimebag Darrell & Philip Anselmo Mugshots, 1990
I like books, and stories, that shock me. Books where you reach the end and feel thoroughly shaken with the thoughts of “What the hell did I just read?” It’s not the shock value itself that is valuable here. Rather it is the reasons why something was shocking. I have a lot of respect for people who realise that art (literature included) isn’t just art. Art doesn’t have to just be entertainment. Stories are more powerful than that. Often more powerful than we realise or even intend for them to be. After all, if books do indeed belong to their readers, then we can never truly predict how our words will resonate with those who read them. Any book can influence, and inspire, and bring people to a greater understanding of the world in which we live. And so I like writers who attempt to harness this power that they hold. Writers who attempt to use their words reveal truths, in Orwell’s case, truths that we would often prefer not to be aware of. from Why George Orwell Is My Homeboy by Rah Carter (via bookriot)

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