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Bolts of lightning from the sky
And plant them in fields of life.

They will grow like tender sprouts of fire.
Charge somber thoughts
With unexpected flash,
You, my lightning in the soil!”
― Visar Zhiti, The Condemned Apple: Selected Poetry

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Dusk deepened into night. Around Gatlin the corn rustled and whispered secretly. It was well pleased.

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β€œFor me, trees have always been the most penetrating preachers. I revere them when they live in tribes and families, in forests and groves. And even more I revere them when they stand alone. They are like lonely persons. Not like hermits who have stolen away out of some weakness, but like great, solitary men, like Beethoven and Nietzsche. In their highest boughs the world rustles, their roots rest in infinity; but they do not lose themselves there,

β€œBut I'm always dreaming, even when I'm awake; it is never finished.”
― Peter S. Beagle, The Last Unicorn

did we end up in the bad timeline because we divided by zero? :bread_think:

through the cellar door
the artifact of living
tangent universe

Strangers are not enemies, now is not the time to grow hostile, now is the time to grow compassionate. If we don't stick together now, and make sure our neighbors aren't going hungry or being evicted, then the crisis will be so much worse than it will have been otherwise.

Keep your distance, but don't treat your fellow humans like aliens. Be kind.

solidarity is pretending you have never seen of or heard of your friends dead name. in fact that doesnt even sound like a real name. must be fake.

When you play Mousetrap, what is the scenario for you?

Who the fuck drinks coffee?

*drinks like at least half a pot of coffee each day*

I don't even know what coffee is

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