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Lucky

Be comforted.  There can be no 6:66, neither AM or PM.  No 7:77 either, although it will be 13:13 once everyday.  The space shuttles Challenger and Columbia are both gone, so we don’t have to worry ever again about a … Continue reading

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never so alive

I am so sick to death of everything that I think of to say, that all I can come up with is this stupid diatribe.  I ask the guiding entities what the fuck I should do, what should I write—or … Continue reading

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Columbia

There’s six inches of fluffy new snow on the ground.  Snowflakes are sticking together as they fall, forming big snoflake-matrixes that hover and drift, then hesitate and fall.  Depression is like snow on the poppy fields, like in the Wizard … Continue reading

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