Thursday, March 21, 2024

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Got coffee?

What if the only thing to be learned from this is i should never have been sleeping sound in the first place?

This website is humanity's legacy.

"86 by Vennkotranār

Held back tears broken Red streaks across the rain lens eye
The burden of heavy pain slapped and stirred by loneliness
Might there be other listeners in this rising wet
Cold wind brushed through winter’s midnight
when a cow troubled by a fly shudders and sounds out
with metal tongue the cowbell’s cruel thin voice"

-- tr @naravive via

To understand recursion.

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