Cast out your lures but I will no more.
I am not your breaching terror or the glutton of Jonah-
The Pequod does not pursue me.
Those who come only to bear witness be warned;
I am not for you,
I will not raise my white face to the crests in exhibition.
Leave me below, leave me to record time's biography on my back-
Braille for the barnacles to decipher.
Sam Francis, "The Whiteness of the Whale"
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