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.*whoops... Monaco from above... Poland from below... and the blue? more like purple with the stars... Pict! Braveheart and **** everything that's wrong with   https://www.poetryfoundation.org/: why should people with degrees in English be the sole propagators of poetics?                - and why should poetics be treated like some artistic hobby for those in the S.T.E.M. field, like this, magical creative outlet to counter the quasi-religiosity rigor of the field?       for me... a blank piece of paper equates to a punching bag...               its the silence that murmurs what i punch it with, murmurs, hums, gently vibrates...         sure... my hands aren't clenched....    but it's like that joke: trying to grab a mosquito by the testicles wearing boxing gloves...        typing with anything but the tip of your fingers, say, your knuckles...    well...    first you'd require a much larger keyboard.
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Nov 12, 2018
Nov 12, 2018 at 11:23 AM UTC
i'd probably make a great H'american
.*whoops... Monaco from above... Poland from below... and the blue? more like purple with the stars... Pict! Braveheart and **** everything that's wrong with   https://www.poetryfoundation.org/: why should people with degrees in English be the sole propagators of poetics?                - and why should poetics be treated like some artistic hobby for those in the S.T.E.M. field, like this, magical creative outlet to counter the quasi-religiosity rigor of the field?       for me... a blank piece of paper equates to a punching bag...               its the silence that murmurs what i punch it with, murmurs, hums, gently vibrates...         sure... my hands aren't clenched....    but it's like that joke: trying to grab a mosquito by the testicles wearing boxing gloves...        typing with anything but the tip of your fingers, say, your knuckles...    well...    first you'd require a much larger keyboard.
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Nov 12, 2018
Nov 12, 2018 at 11:23 AM UTC
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