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"Just like moons and like suns,
With the certainty of tides,
Just like hopes springing high,
Still I'll rise." — Maya Angelou

distance runner, tolkienista, software developer, aspirational polymath, woke Jesus epigone
Yum!
November 25, 2025 at 4:36 AM
"If I were a pie," she asked herself, "what sort of pie might I be?"
November 25, 2025 at 1:45 AM
I have read it, and did enjoy it a lot. Currently I'm listening to the audio of "Night Circus", by Erin Morgenstern, reading "Tolkien and the Great War", by John Garth in a book, and reading "A Closed and Common Orbit" by Becky Chambers on my Kindle.

I have a habit of reading several books at once
November 25, 2025 at 1:39 AM
And I didn't realize you were so near me. Glad you're safe!
November 22, 2025 at 2:42 AM
It's always who he talked to last
November 21, 2025 at 10:19 PM
There's rich enough to buy a comfy chair, and then rich enough to buy a yacht with lots of comfy chairs. Naval navel-gazing pomposity, as it were
November 19, 2025 at 4:10 PM
What they seem to miss is that environmental catastrophe affects them and their loved ones too

#karma
November 19, 2025 at 2:24 PM
To be clear, that sort of nonsense is not restricted to the rich, the old, the white, or men. But it does seem that in my life I've known a preponderance of people described by that phrase who fit that description
November 19, 2025 at 2:22 PM
And your comment from a fellow Tolkienista has me thinking that hobbits would really like it, because mushrooms

#hobbits #mushrooms #whatsCoffeePrecious
November 13, 2025 at 2:29 PM
Not sure how "prophecy I" slipped in there. Maybe it's prophetic?
November 11, 2025 at 1:55 AM
Faith ecosystem? Private equity funding? AI governance?
I seem to be having trouble recalling any of that in the teaching of Jesus, or the writings of Isaiah or Paul.
October 28, 2025 at 7:06 PM
"There, peeping among the cloud-wrack above a dark tor high up in the mountains, Sam saw a white star twinkle for a while. The beauty of it smote his heart, as he looked up out of the forsaken land, and hope returned to him."
October 21, 2025 at 1:15 AM
Meanwhile, I get email from Meta recruiters, asking if I'd like to work there. Did Kafka write about Facebook?
August 20, 2025 at 2:28 AM