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If I start to tell a story you’ve heard before, you just let me know. I’ve told that one before, that’s right, and I’m gonna tell it again. So, in the quantum world we well may be a hologram. A black hol-ogram. Each time I pose for a selfie, I wonder where all the information could have gone. The black hole-as(s)-hologram… Living on the boundary… The camera failing to capture my whole head. Sometimes I realize I’ve told it before, but just think, “F**k it.” Then I just tell it again. I think it’s a combination of poor memory and not having learned much lately. In all of recorded human history, that has never occurred. It’s amazing how easy it is to sound profound by stringing a bunch of unrelated words together.
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Mar 6, 2021
Mar 6, 2021 at 6:48 AM UTC
Profundity
If I start to tell a story you’ve heard before, you just let me know. I’ve told that one before, that’s right, and I’m gonna tell it again. So, in the quantum world we well may be a hologram. A black hol-ogram. Each time I pose for a selfie, I wonder where all the information could have gone. The black hole-as(s)-hologram… Living on the boundary… The camera failing to capture my whole head. Sometimes I realize I’ve told it before, but just think, “F**k it.” Then I just tell it again. I think it’s a combination of poor memory and not having learned much lately. In all of recorded human history, that has never occurred. It’s amazing how easy it is to sound profound by stringing a bunch of unrelated words together.
leonardzinovyev
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Mar 6, 2021
Mar 6, 2021 at 6:48 AM UTC
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