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the path of a thrown stone

2024-10-01

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My reflux has been bad this week. In the weekend it hit record levels of discomfort. I think I'll try eating less, I feel like I've been over eating a little.

I wrote a poem last week:

Los Limites del Conocimiento Llegan a la Vez

  1. el perro blanco con ojos raros
  2. que vibran con un color que no percibo
  3. me ladra
  5. soy un cobarde
  6. tiro piedras
  7. me agarra un miedo que no comprendo
  9. no sé si yo sepa que perro que ladra no muerde
  10. sé que tiene una mandibula fuerte
  11. y que yo tengo un cerebro grande
  12. capaz de sentir gran miedo
  13. y de calcular más o menos
  14. el camino de una piedra lanzada

The Limits of Knowledge Arrive At Once

  1. the white dog with strange eyes
  2. that vibrate with a colour I can't perceive
  3. barks at me
  5. I am a coward
  6. I throw stones
  7. A fear grips me that I do not understand
  9. I don't know if I know that a barking dog never bites
  10. I know that it has a strong jaw
  11. and that I have a large brain
  12. capable of feeling great fear
  13. and calculating more or less
  14. the path of a thrown stone

what else

I haven't really done anything to get ready to leave yet. I'm telling my boss in 2 days - tomorrow we're going to hear about some big news at work.

Drum lessons are going well.

Bloom has stalled - it always feels slightly out of reach. I want things to grow like plants, with the internodes extending. I think I'll do this by defining nodes as polar coordinates relative to their previous node. I can't quite wrap my head around the model for doing this elegantly. I need to spend some time sitting down with it. When?????

listening to

Timeless - The Weeknd and Playboi Carti

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