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Sunday, 31 July 2011
meta-ing it up.
Little does this thoughtless know,
Of astral beings and ‘bysmal woe;
Verily it does meta- dim,
Every thing takes place but for him.
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1 August 2011 at 10:27
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meta-ing it up.
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etc
an amateur mathematician sans writer trapped in the corporeal nightmare of a biologist. a decrepit sage of factoids which are useless in the real world, and a relic of a time ere knowledge was currency of import, moreso than paper and coin.
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