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you read a saturday article, you gain insight into the void, and then you attempt a su doku... i couldn't finish of no. 8902 (difficult)... i attempted no. 8903 (fiendish) and lost the plot at square-to-linear interchange with the number 1... all the while not really concentrating on the puzzle, or trying to master the craft to a competitor's level of expertease... it became a game of trying to find the origin... summarised by the words: not here, not here, but here. the crux of no. 8903? only one 2 on the "palette". and two ones. i reached the point where a square of the 9 and a linear completion didn't correlate... exactly... a misplaced 1. so then i conceptualised: 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9 1, 2, 1, 2, 3, 2, 3, 4, (3?) 5.... iocus numero similis prior cataracta; a case of parity... coordination e.g. (9, 9) (9) elsewhere... the dynamic soon shifted into (1, 2, 1) through to (2, 1, 2), then into (1, 2, 1, 2)... (2, 3, 2, 3), (3, 4, 3, 4), (4, 5, 4, 5), (5, 6, 5, 6), (6, 7, 6, 7), (7, 8, 7, 8), (8, 9, 8, 9); and that equals? the encompassing void of 0. ', ,' (or the collpasing effect) / implosion. just as much to distract me as an article about mayte garcia / the first wife of prince... vodka, ms. pepsi and the windowsill and the night... yesterday's antics: a decapitated daffodil a fiołek (violet) head... pinched rosemary and pinched mint... laid down on a kitchen counter... a cat... and "someone" talking about scents... 3 sharpened kitchen knives in the garden, on a stone that oozed off dust (as the knives were sharpened with such verocity)... and now today... more ms. pepsi with vladimir vod of the excess of thus stated opinion: ruling, unchallenged; because who the **** would take sober opinions, seriously?
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Mar 18, 2017
Mar 18, 2017 at 8:33 PM UTC
reconceptualisation of su doku
you read a saturday article, you gain insight into the void, and then you attempt a su doku... i couldn't finish of no. 8902 (difficult)... i attempted no. 8903 (fiendish) and lost the plot at square-to-linear interchange with the number 1... all the while not really concentrating on the puzzle, or trying to master the craft to a competitor's level of expertease... it became a game of trying to find the origin... summarised by the words: not here, not here, but here. the crux of no. 8903? only one 2 on the "palette". and two ones. i reached the point where a square of the 9 and a linear completion didn't correlate... exactly... a misplaced 1. so then i conceptualised: 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9 1, 2, 1, 2, 3, 2, 3, 4, (3?) 5.... iocus numero similis prior cataracta; a case of parity... coordination e.g. (9, 9) (9) elsewhere... the dynamic soon shifted into (1, 2, 1) through to (2, 1, 2), then into (1, 2, 1, 2)... (2, 3, 2, 3), (3, 4, 3, 4), (4, 5, 4, 5), (5, 6, 5, 6), (6, 7, 6, 7), (7, 8, 7, 8), (8, 9, 8, 9); and that equals? the encompassing void of 0. ', ,' (or the collpasing effect) / implosion. just as much to distract me as an article about mayte garcia / the first wife of prince... vodka, ms. pepsi and the windowsill and the night... yesterday's antics: a decapitated daffodil a fiołek (violet) head... pinched rosemary and pinched mint... laid down on a kitchen counter... a cat... and "someone" talking about scents... 3 sharpened kitchen knives in the garden, on a stone that oozed off dust (as the knives were sharpened with such verocity)... and now today... more ms. pepsi with vladimir vod of the excess of thus stated opinion: ruling, unchallenged; because who the **** would take sober opinions, seriously?
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Mar 18, 2017
Mar 18, 2017 at 8:33 PM UTC
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