Ultramarine
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[08/2024: Many drafts from 2023 yet to publish,
and slowly I will make it current. Visit randomly
in the middle of the night for new posts.]
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The whole day I kept my eyes open, sat up, and worked in a blue shirt made of sleep. It’s night again.
Date
12 November 2021
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Frank Herbert on truth.
The truth always carries the ambiguity of the words used to express it. — Frank Herbert, Dune
Previously
Insomnia (1/2)