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The craftsman plies his hand to the craft
The craftsman plies his hand to the craft

From generation to generation the craft handed down. Each adjusting, trying different techniques, using variations on the theme. Hours and hours, lifetimes sometimes spent tuning and adjusting the design. Refining...

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But will I fit in, will I have a home?

It’s all the buzz, you see. The feelings changing as many begin to turn now to changes being felt. Not exactly knowing result, but the beauty of the new undeniable....

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As the fractal plays.
As the fractal plays.

In the background or right in front of us, the universe does what it does. Constantly spinning, moving, changing just as the ordered chaos it is, is supposed to. Possibly...

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One day soon I might be gone
One day soon I might be gone

As the years pass, life’s final days, not hidden your own mortality, it becomes. Maybe on that day, I’ll not be as well as I am today. Perhaps, if lucky,...

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The size of God
The size of God

Our minds don’t understand infinity, that which has no start and no end. Is time just a comfortable concept or limitation? For when did time start and one day might...

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Mainstream, where am I in it and why?
Mainstream, where am I in it and why?

Rivers' flow as nature intends. Swift where there is no hindrance other than the friction of water on water at the center. Their outer banks and shallows however slowed. Yet...

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Just stop the world, for a moment
Just stop the world, for a moment

Nature, the big Nature, in which we find ourselves. That of the Universe, and all its galaxies, the ebbs and flows of creation against time scales beyond us. That of...

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