Cheweth the Cud. Eat and be Eaten.
January 15th 2009 Now and then life dips its greasy hands into the belly, through an incision in the universe's ether, and thus into the void. Every once in a while my heart races with each balanced step on the edge of a steep scree slope, as if it mattered. Today I stared at a computer for ten hours, while nibbling on pretzels, digitally drawing my life experience and perceptions over a 2D map, with satellite accu
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