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The Tragedy of Hesitation

It was a warm spring day; I was a young undergraduate student about to attend a lecture by one of my favorite professors. The class was small and cozy and was comprised of maybe 20 students total. I loved this class. I could listen to this professor perform a filibusterer and keep my interest.

I had been out late the night before, so I was tired. Before arriving to class, I drank a 20oz Coke. Then I bought another one for class.
...

"This life is perfect,"
he said in tears.
"I cannot live without you."

Nothing, exists.
Nothing except infinite love.
And yet this infinite love suffers infinitely.
Yet suffering is nothing, because nothing suffers.
There is nothing except love.
And this love says, in tears,
that all is perfect,
and grateful, simply longs, wishes,
yearns, loves itself out of existence,
or into itself. ...

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onde está o capitão?
o que você está fazendo?

não dá pra perceber, co-piloto?

você está diminuindo a nossa velocidade.

muito bem.

mas [--] assim eles vão nos alcançar.

é isso o que eu quero que eles pensem.

eles estão manobrando; onde está o capitão?

eles estão atrás de nós?

o capitão está naquela outra nau?

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As some may know, the king of Mars went on a field trip to Canada for a few months. These are the impressions of this trip.

I still remember the first things someone said to me when I arrived in Winnipeg: "Sorry" Why he said this to me is still a mystery to me, but I didn't really care. I was in Canada! I had finally arrived. Air Canada was friendly enough not to crash and the next few days I would be able to see some of the wilderness that is Manitoba. First though was ...

Dead frog belly up
spread-eagled on a footpath,
dry amphibian

corpse on a warm day,
now in heaven with Basho
leaps eternal ponds.