These notes are published. But they are mine! Who are you out there - why do you read this and what do you want?
Quiet night time contemplations are quite personal. I edit and rethink each one more than may be necessary, but it is for my pleasure, sanity, and philosophical contentment.
Every sentence sorts my soul. Every sigh stirs my heart. And every impulsive thought brings me hope that each moment I have left on this earth will bring more excitement joy and happiness than the last.
Physics first: the past is a foreign country.
Take me there.
Let me relearn the language.
Let me pick the locks.
Let me understand the real nuances of the tongue.
And let me lie here
Looking.
Looking
Looking. ........ for any sign
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