another day passes, few words spoken, fewer words heard, and the world
keeps spinning, the trains keep running, the sun rises and sets, and
life keeps going. there is no pause for heartache. life is funny.
hilarious even. repeatable. repetitious. practice makes perfect.
funny. highlarryus. go figure. figure four. four eyes. eye spy.
games people play in cars for long trips, like pididdle. or something
like that. documentation, that seems to be my strong suit, or at least
what i spend my time on. forgetting things, things that should be
remembered, to be shared, and given freely, but forgotten, and such is
the way, with no chance for change, a couple quarters, some dimes and a
nickle, don't forget the pennies, cause the pennies always add up, and
using some of them here and there always makes things easier, if a
little slower, more exact, like under a microscope or through a telescope,
to make things bigger than they are, to believe you are seeing them as
they are, when in fact light travels through many mediums, altered by them
all, before reaching the cornea only to be affected again, before being
made into electric impulses from rods and cones and transmitted by
electrical impulses across neurons in the brain, to be recognized finally
for some other abstraction of data
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