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A woodpecker digs at the remains of a wreath of birdseed.

Visited Merlin in the animal hospital after lunch today – he was loving and friendly as ever – his old self still young. The veterinarian showed me his removed teeth – I can put them with the one tooth of mine I saved from the Tooth Fairy’s monetary clutches.

Out of a job because of CG artists, and looking for meaningful work, film set construction crews were hired to build replicas of ice sheets atop Mt. Kilimanjaro that also serve as lodging for adventurous suburban hikers. Financed by movie moguls hoping to attract more stable actors than the current stable of actors under contract.

If converging toward singularity is your dream, do you support algae growing on your back deck?

Who am I? I don’t want to know.

There is no why. There is only here.

You is a word that encompasses all states of energy.

What do you do with power you don’t want but need?

Write love letters long after the need is gone.

You are more intelligent/insightful than you know.

How much killing can one person take if we’re all going to die no matter what?

How do we teach one another common courtesy? May we insist we are a peaceful species, too, despite sorrow and uncertainty?

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