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and finally grokked inverse gravity (the closer the weaker; farther, stronger). one day, this will be math. caloo calay oh frabjous day

i know where the antimatter went. it's outside, on the boundary. not a simulation. it's an energy•matter hologram 'twixt which we exist.

one smile imagine celebration feel misty starlight team magic dream waterloo wonderwall supercalifragilisticexpealidocious

you put a spell on me i'm crazy for you as time goes by ain't misbehavin under pressure putting it together come sail away just you and i

#pt = 12.5% inspiration + 87.5% perspiration

semaphore semiotic metaphor panoptic paramour quixotic succor symbiotic actor periscopic behavior epic herbivore antibiotic dore synoptic

not much #decidedviceresolved here lately. but deficit's been reading. writingwritingwriting. & miles. & a eureka re: how to move forward.

Going to have to figure out how to work #EverybodyPoops into my presidential campaign: Humility is the new black; it looks good on everyone.

we limn our biology with the stuff of angels but ultimately, we are of the earth. #prt

#EverybodyPoopshttps://twitter.com/motherboard/status/717698545030029312 …

cc @DIU_x @august_cole h/t @FastCoDesignhttps://twitter.com/suzannelabarre/status/717694226398470146 …

"Perhaps more soldiers would appreciate poetry, were they to realize the inherent poetics of military life:"https://twitter.com/fob_haiku/status/717696544305090560 …

but if i have anything to say or do about it, we will be. someday. #SwordsIntoSpaceships #BitByBitPuttingItTogether

we don't know what we don't know, and we aren't ready.

the only secrets i have are such that the universe asks me to keep. she watches my six as i wage her peace;

or was it the wednesday of the decade before, hard to tell in the fog off the ice of war & the smoke of dragons napping with one eye open.

rumors have it karla is back. did anyone else get the memo? it was written on the back of a wind that blew thru town last tuesday.

i feel threaded by unknown hooks, shrouded in murky deeps. george, ever the angel on my shoulder, ignorance the devil on the left;