past pays dividends

In an unlikely sequence of events, one of my sisters friends that attended the Black Exhibition was talking to my sister about her work in the state library and noticed that my debut work 'Fear of A White Planet' is preserved there for posterity, alongside such zine masterpieces as 'It'll Be Morning' I don't know if this means any old zine crap fits the state library's archiving criteria or whether I actually sold enough for it to be collected, but still it feels good to have some of my mind grapes bottled and stored in a place more secure than my or any of my friends abodes for shit printed on copy paper and bound with string and electrical tape.