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Read more: If Solzhenitsyn Had Written Hogan’s Heroes, and The Sandwich Pickle
I like Subway, but four Sandwiches unto myself equals a burgeoning ecosystem arising from the soggy leavened bread, droopy vegetables, and slimy meat.
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Read more: Neurodivergence in Free Verse
I have always embraced my neurodivergence, even if at times others and I are put off by it. It can feel like being outside myself, watching myself say or do something I thought I opposed. At the same time, this dichotomy serves to strengthen my empathy towards those with whom I occasionally disagree.I have so…
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Read more: You are a Dumbass! – My Second Person Rightly Scolded
No one is born with a blank slate. As soon as we gather awareness, we find our genetics already in action. Mind in action. Language acquisition functioning and churning. No make-believe, no two exactly alike. Because the mechanism is already running, we become aware.
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Read more: Forever is Not a Thing
Forever is not a thing A place, or a score There are no stares in the quiver
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Read more: Creating Paragraphs in the Block Editor
The WordPress block editor is a pain in the ass because the default block is set to paragraph. This is why I see so many posts in a run-on, block writing format. You need to paste in plain text to preserve your paragraph formatting, because if you click PASTE, the input is treated as HTML…
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Read more: Sitting In the Sweet Spot
I have seen the glory of the coming of the sword that religious technology will bring, with NFTs and magic chants, led by AI, singing, and giving blessings.
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Read more: Confessions of a Blog Reader
Every reader is like a publisher to whom you are submitting your post. Your content may not fit their perspective at the moment. It isn’t their privilege to read you. If I like what I see, it has nothing to do with your ability, your humanity, or anything within your control. It is about my…
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Read more: Cabbage – The Preferred Vegetable of Dumpsters
The old man, reminded of Nietzsche and the horse, yells at the dog. “Stop! Don’t you remember that we drained the blood From all the graves?”
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Read more: I Space the Day
I space the day by the length of a song. 4:17, 3:37, 11:31. Almost twenty minutes, if you let the notes linger til morning break.
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