I think I am finally over World War II.
The Opium Wars, I’m still working on.
I think I am finally over World War II.
The Opium Wars, I’m still working on.
I post in spurts.
I sold my camera the other day. I decided that since I was not traveling anymore, and since I spent most of my free time avoiding happiness (ha ha, that is a lawyer joke) , that there was no point to owning a device hurtling towards obsolescence. So I sold it on Craigslist. I took that camera through India, China, Bali, Argentina, Cambodia, and lugged its 1.15 lb ass all the way through the Swiss Alps, and now it’s gone. Whatever. I am trying to learn to be less sentimental about my material possessions. Saving my emotional energy for that which truly matters, like the warm, asphyxiating embrace of inter-human relationships.
When you do a web search for “python“, you realize, by god, the nerds have won.
Humans terrify me. I try to put on a brave face, but I have distilled a single truth of life, which is that humans are stubborn balls of concrete rolling down a hill. Immutable. Petrified. Inflicting maximum damage in contact. Has anyone actually tried to speak to a human and try to change their mind? It’s like whispering to a locomotive. What’s the point? I miss the ocean. In the ocean, one’s tears are a positive contribution.
Apparently upgrading my WordPress installation caused my tagline plug-in to swallow all the taglines I was using. So they are lost to Aether, and I cannot personally remember any of them.
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