Small Geometry Probe
WILL TRADE FOR FOUND AND STOLEN ITEMS.
rudimentary fragments of a discontinued etherbot
“Be in this world as if you are a traveler, a passerby, with your clothes and shoes full of dust. Sometimes you sit under the shade of a tree, sometimes you walk in the desert. Be always a passerby, for this is not home.”
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Mail From Vranje / Under the Big Tree
The package from Chris arrived yesterday. I opened it today under the big old maple tree behind Elgin Hall where I've been hiding out on my lunch hours this summer.
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NOT YET READY FOR THE KNACKER'S YARD
Extend a line beyond the early beats; stretch it,
Like a Scratch Perry dub, true time an' a one time,
Dis time be our time an' a only ours, you an' a me,
Beneath the twig red apple tree; buds a burning.
Stretch the day, make it warm; push back on the grey,
This could be the day; any day but same old yesterday,
Hold it hard and we'll run like dogs, 'neath the sun,
Don't stop. Further, there: see the green? Stretch it.
Errant Missive v0.1.0
received in Fiji via email 30 March, 2004
thank you for keeping this.
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