trying to remember. Filling myself with ideas, normalcy, punctuation. Jelatenous freemartins rummage hopelessly through your trash. You shake a stick, shouting, "scrounge somewhere else, we have enough. the trash does not make the man, the man makes the trash. Bicycles, ladders, wooden boards and fences, general garbage, filth, home. On with you toward mountaintops and streetcars. Eureka, cartharsis, tingling with tragedy and glory"
the reply, "we don't come to harm you. We treat the symptom, not the disease. We cause cancer in rats. We don't measure response times. We use (n-1) in the divisor of standard deviation because we can only estimate the mean. You look on us with distain? we look on you with pity. What you throw away we cherish. What you deny we uphold. What you furnish we scrub. What you decorate we paint. When you hammer, we chisel. You and I are not so different"
Differences are only skin deep. Skin is only skin deep. Flesh differences are flesh deep. Blood differences are blood deep.
Everyone needs to uphold something. Finishing nails uphold the tapestry on my wall. Except the top right corner. They have failed. Like communism failed and democracy will fail. Like the leafs fail to win the stanley cup again and again. Like Herbie Hancock fails to not be sucky.
I find souldseek mediocre so far. What the hell is port forwarding?
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