Oct 1999

Oct 3
The Parable of the Cave

Something about taking thoughts/thought systems/memes and analyzing them as discrete particles—have you not created a new mind pattern, less exact than what you are describing, like what a mirror does, specifically, a pair of mirrors facing each other, or like loss compression algorithms.

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Oct 23
Winter and Fall in NYC

Winter and Fall in NYC
Faint kiss of love, frozen, land softly on my cheek
     melting, lingers the cold
Amidst the darkness and the great heaving throng
  the bustle of the crowd and the bluster of the wind
  Stinging, icy teardrops, scoring my cheek
    I am forgoteen amidst Winter's blast
      in a city of twelve million souls
       where I am alone.

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