Word: horizons
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Dates: during 1990-1999
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...sworn in Monday as chair of the National Intelligence Council, arrives at the Central Intelligence Agency building in McLain, Virginia at 7 a.m., just as the sun peeks over the horizon...
...years, thanks in large part to an upstart magazine called MONDO 2000. Since 1988, Mondo's editors have covered cyberpunk as Rolling Stone magazine chronicles rock music, with celebrity interviews of such cyberheroes as NEGATIVLAND and TIMOTHY LEARY, alongside features detailing what's hot and what's on the horizon. Mondo's editors have packaged their quirky view of the world into a glossy book titled Mondo 2000: A User's Guide to the New Edge (HarperCollins; $20). Its cover touts alphabetic entries on everything from virtual reality and wetware to designer aphrodisiacs and TECHNO-EROTIC PAGANISM, promising to make...
...going to have a small, simple home," Bush said. "Bar is going to do a book. But I have made no firm plans." Then his eyes drifted off over the long horizon, back toward Washington. "I've done what I could," he said. "Time to get out of town. I intend to do everything I can to honor the office of the presidency . . . I feel good that I have handed over the office so that Iraq is no problem for President Clinton now . . . He was very gracious to us all day. I really wish him well...
...have to earn silence, then, to work for it: to make it not an absence but a presence; not emptiness but repletion. Silence is something more than just a pause; it is that enchanted place where space is cleared and time is stayed and the horizon itself expands. In silence, we often say, we can hear ourselves think; but what is truer to say is that in silence we can hear ourselves not think, and so sink below our selves into a place far deeper than mere thought allows. In silence, we might better say, we can hear someone else...
...concrete landscape in a bleak terrain. Behind communism's illusions there always lurked a chilling soullessness. From an unlimited expanse of possibility, the horizon of Russia's future has shrunk to a prefabricated emptiness devoid of assurance that things may one day change for the better...