It is a remarkable thing to be stuck in a cycle of preparing to change for years. As those changes at long last come to be, I think I feel surprise and disbelief. Where do you go? What is next? Some of these questions inevitably are answered right away. Others take time. But for now, the war is on and the fire is large, and what are you doing? Dreaming about it being over? You are not there yet. So, what happened on December 8, 2228?
The Art of Falling
I heard it in the night The sum of the cost I could not see Thinking about how hard it will be Will there be a sacrifice? Will there be fai...
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On a piece of iron ore, water, nitrogen, oxygen, and carbon hurtling through the expanse of space at thousands of miles an hour, the granul...
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