25lines, redux

Live with a man 40 years, share his house, his meals, speak on every subject. Then tie him up and hold him over the volcano’s edge, and on that day, you will finally meet the man.

fixed capitalization below to help identify what are Books(TM), and what are not. and the bottom bit is trixy. i find not too many people to know, not too many at all. i can count the the number of people i’d like to take in, get to know, learn about… …i can count them on [...]

time with family passes oddly. days really blend into each other, and as much as we try to “not waste a day”, the time just passes by. i’m a bit of a finicky reader – need the right atmosphere (audio, air, lighting, whatever), and the right mood for separate books. Design Yourself seems to require [...]

life is a chaotic system composed with many chaotic systems. they come together in flux and some are harmonic and others are dissonant. the harmonics we love and appreciate the dissonant chords we allow to overwhelm us. many of us do anyway. the beautiful path through the points in our possibility space is that which [...]

as i reeled from the blow, my mind raced. in an instant i knew exactly what to do.

landline uplink included. at some point, i’ll put facsimiles of what was writ during the outages. at the least, it puts a lot of stuff in perspective.

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smiles laughter good times. whether we live in the best or worst days these are enough to get us through them. and aren’t they really enough? what more is there?

when i’m really dreaming. i think most people live in reality, and then are sometimes able to make the jump into the dreamworld of imagination. and they’re very lucky for that. i think i generally space out and live in dreamworld, and my brain tries to make the jump and extrapolate what reality must be [...]

i am a quant. maybe not a theoretical number cruncher like some, but i like to think in numbers. maths have always held a certain beautiful quality to me (before, ahem, college ruined everything) so the basic idea is that everyone has a value. let’s keep it abstract to keep it a bit digestable. but [...]

i think part of the reason i write handwritten letters anymore is just cause they’re fun to write. i’m not sure why i’ve always been a fan of pens. could be my educationated childhood, but i’d ALWAYS, and i mean ALWAYS steal my dad’s pens. He’d bring new ones home from work, and YOINK – [...]