29-Poet

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Havoc

Math Matrix

Arthur Dent & Ford Prefect flee from the destruction of the Earth by escaping onto an enemy spaceship:

“This is your captain speaking, so stop whatever you’re doing and pay attention.

“First of all I see from our instruments that we have a couple of hitchhikers aboard. Hello, wherever you are.

“I just want to make it totally clear that you are not at all welcome. I worked hard to get where I am today, and I didn’t become captain of a Vogon constructor ship simply so I could turn it into a taxi service for a load of degenerate freeloaders. I have sent out a search party, and as soon that they find you I will put you off the ship.

“If you’re very lucky I might read you some of my poetry first.”

Chapter 5 – Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy by Douglas Adams

28-Oof!

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Impact

What if you got this wish: to re-live the good years of your life all over again. Would that make you a better person?

This is Fun

Maybe not, because where are the lessons then?

[At least TRY to remain upright!]

02-JUL

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Interplay

Thoughts grow and change over time in the same way that a planted seed forms roots, appears above ground, grows, and changes.

Crop Circle – Italy 2025

01-JUL

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Cactus

Echinopsis tubiflora

In order for a physical system to generate experiential qualities, it must exhibit a certain kind of interconnectivity and recursiveness, whether among neurons or among other similarly networked things (such as electrophysiological signaling in plants).

Consciousness is not restricted to brains. Any physical system properly configured to integrate information is, to some degree or another, theoretically conscious.

A World Appears (2026) by Michael Pollan

30-JUN

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Antioxidant

Of course I can get through the day without coffee. But let’s all be thankful that today is not the day we find out what that would be like.

Nanea Hoffman

29-JUN

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Anthropomorphic

Astropix

When I went to sleep, I closed my eyes with this last thought in my mind, that even when I remain unconscious in slumber the dance of life will still go on in the hushed arena of my sleeping body, keeping step with the stars.

–Rabindranath Tagore