Tuesday, July 26, 2011
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Thursday, June 16, 2011
"By parents, do you mean like... space aliens?"
My belief, as much as I have one, is in a certain optimistic stochastics as the main force in the universe.
Wednesday, June 15, 2011
Lost.
I am following Miner #2 through the darkness. The only thing visible are the glint off the wet walls of the tunnel, refracted from the light of his candle. We pass through a multitude of intersections, seemingly choosing direction at random. He assures me he knows where he's going. We both know he's lying. I have no better sense of direction down here in the darkness. This must be how explorers felt, their ship adrift at night with out the stars as a guide, moving with the currents, waiting for the dawn to break.
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