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every poem gets the exact number of reads it deserves <> nah, I don't think that for a millisecond, shoot, not a ****** nanosecond (1) truthfully I'm torn up inside and my thinking absolutely could be wrong or could be right absolutely just like the optionality of believing in god; has to be some force of intelligence that could create such microscopic complexity randomly or just thinking the world is just a series of accidentally interactions so who's to say what's good, what's not so good, and by what standard one should judge Is this a poem? Heck if I know and what sbout the poems that get not a one, a single one, absence of curiosity, an unheralded execution. death by silent ignorance, a master's mastery of exactitude all because just because Is that a collective decision by an unconscious collective, the best moderne equivalent of the unmarked death of just a single one of your billions of brain cells (2)(3) all I know is that my confusion is confirmed my constancy is inconsistent my equatorial balance is gonzo, dragging me down, each division wants to piece me up, and today, right now got no answers at all how do I define myself? what categories do I fit within? and yet that answers one question! **do not write interrogatory inquisitions at 1:15 am (unless you're a DUMB lucky ******* who believes they got answers**)
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Jul 12, 2025
Jul 12, 2025 at 3:19 PM UTC
****** every poem gets the exact number of reads it deserves
every poem gets the exact number of reads it deserves <> nah, I don't think that for a millisecond, shoot, not a ****** nanosecond (1) truthfully I'm torn up inside and my thinking absolutely could be wrong or could be right absolutely just like the optionality of believing in god; has to be some force of intelligence that could create such microscopic complexity randomly or just thinking the world is just a series of accidentally interactions so who's to say what's good, what's not so good, and by what standard one should judge Is this a poem? Heck if I know and what sbout the poems that get not a one, a single one, absence of curiosity, an unheralded execution. death by silent ignorance, a master's mastery of exactitude all because just because Is that a collective decision by an unconscious collective, the best moderne equivalent of the unmarked death of just a single one of your billions of brain cells (2)(3) all I know is that my confusion is confirmed my constancy is inconsistent my equatorial balance is gonzo, dragging me down, each division wants to piece me up, and today, right now got no answers at all how do I define myself? what categories do I fit within? and yet that answers one question! **do not write interrogatory inquisitions at 1:15 am (unless you're a DUMB lucky ******* who believes they got answers**)
(1) a nanosecond is significantly smaller than a millisecond. Specifically, there are one million (1,000,000) nanoseconds in a millisecond (2) A human brain contains approximately 86 billion neurons. Additionally, there are roughly the same number of non-neuronal cells called glia. In total, the human brain is estimated to have around 170 billion cells. (3) During brain development, many more neurons are produced than are ultimately needed. Around half of these neurons die off before and shortly after birth, according to Harvard Gazette(they probably just made it up)
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Jul 12, 2025
Jul 12, 2025 at 3:19 PM UTC
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