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I was looking at the sea
Sometimes you’re approaching the sea from atop a slope and you see ships hauling containers and you think about how much of this universe is invisible to you, known through the implication of its existence. Container ships, broken parcels in the mail, tell you people exist whom you’ve never met. They tell you even what…
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“What’s on your mind?”
It is strange that cold after heat registers as a pleasant tingling across the skin. Why is it pleasant? Why do we call it pleasantness? It is stranger to think that the cold, wonderful and skin-tingling, will persist long beyond the end of all terrestrial life, or that the same sights capable of producing a similar frisson will continue to glow to the blindness of lifeless space in which the planets and stars would…
