and then our exile

Thursday, August 12, 2004 at 11:29 a.m.
Time moves with the speed of light [c=3.00x10^8]. It too as the agent of transience is ironic in that it is all but intransient [t=()()-1]. And, finally, the events what move therein become functions of the same [f(t)=x], meaning we're left with mathematical quandraries [f(t)=cx or f(t)=x/c? that is the question.].
Hrm. Events, relations, doings these days transmute with extremity, so i won't try to outline anything. In a few minutes is lunch, and then driving downtown for vaccines and the like, and then to Saskatoon for overnight...and yawm as-sabt is for the annual partay, and Sunday has vague crazyplans. Sudden fears. i don't think i got enough sleep last night.
i have eight days to implement a Revolution. Allahummansurni!!
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