Once I read someone's mind for hours. Colours, shapes, numbers... One of the most brilliant things that has ever happened to me.
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When I walk through my African village, there are kittens crying. I can't see them, as they're behind a big metal fence, but every bone in my body wants me to search them out and just stare and stare at them and listen to their little mews.
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E-dates are highly overrated.
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Infected navel piercings are really, really ugly.
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A thought I had once:
Without using (human) words/terms like "second", "hour", "year" etc , what is the speed of time?
And while thinking of how to explain the rate of the passage of time, think about the possibility that time actually doesn't exist. Wonder if time is only in our perception. Imagine if the speed of time is equal to the speed of thought. What proof is there of time without the idea of memory?
4:46 p.m. - December 09, 2003
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