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The morning is alive outside While inside time future waits lan… For personality to take a side, The quiet expiration or a moving n… Which is gaining ground in the for…
Considering the history of modern mathematics two questions at once arise: (1) what limitations shall be placed upon the term Mathematics; (2) what force shall be assigned to the word ...
Why are there non Euclidean geome… Is as obvious as curved spaces, Waves, and ondulations of planes l… Tsunami and earthquake As Henry the fifth or alike,
There’s a blackboard behind a drea… Full of equations as developments Full of math of how to renew a str… There’s a need to maintain our nat… Which one can clearly see if you l…
Tsunami on the phase of retreat, The shores dry, the weather shy Expectations high, you don’t know… The mouth strange, head spinning, Dogs barking, cats running,
I had decided not to live with her, although I loved the girl Such nostalgia, alcoholism, even if the chest tightens past 17 years We danced until the temperana afternoon became wet daw...
Words are just painted impressions And the world has taught us how They go astray and turn, or still. We stand upon this tainted hill Of diverted intent and call it his…
While my body asks for Temperance I persist Arsonist that I may be Never my flames will consume thee O my fever, intemperance
When we are lesser than caged bird… When the road was in high water The skies further an F5 tornado When our ground cracks its matter And subdue all around, I won’t st…
My primogeniture may not be whole Down to Cape, it could be South p… Same chill of kin, different pengu… My ignorance is wider than The distance
They don’t own me, I keep telling Sadly their guild does, owes my fu… And all I do is write and hearing… They don’t owe me, you gently expl… And so many steps remain to really…
Someone should stand to someone’s… The Falcon should go respectfully… There should be axiological princi… Pigs should have better living con… Cows should not die by the hammer…
Um tiro no escuro A shot in the dark Next time I’ll shoot you in the m… Said the man, empty handed, But not out of resources,
I recall some lullaby’s cadence I could one day remember some. For I, being heartless, was once… I heard my mother sing in/out of t… With moderate contempt, strangely…
Microwave rice with things in it It’s what I usually eat. Now, while I wait to dissipate th… This rude description has been let… Analogue to I, feeling stranded,