"calibrations"
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In true lemurian form, I don’t see time as a straight line; rather, in true Nietzschean (thus lemurian) form, I see it as a series of recurrences, or recursions. Each day is an endless series of uncasings in which different possibilities are popped off of a stack before the whole system plummets down to nothing and restarts. End or beginning, it’s functionally just the same; it may as well begin and end in the middle.
https://unlife.nyx.land/posts/recur-recur.html

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