An Eclectic Mess

“[...]the only people for me are the mad ones, the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved, desirous of everything at the same time, the ones who never yawn or say a commonplace thing, but burn, burn, burn like fabulous yellow roman candles exploding like spiders across the stars and in the middle you see the blue centerlight pop and everybody goes “Awww!” -Jack Kerouac

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The Doors of Perception

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Marilyn Monroe

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WMN

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Quantum Recurrence Horizon

Not everything that returns comes from the past. There are systems that repeat because they cannot escape their initial condition, even when they no longer remember it.

Identity, in that context, is not a property: it is a constraint.

And every constraint, when pushed to its limit, ends up generating something that can no longer recognize itself as its origin.

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Dark Star

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The Doors of Perception

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Dynamo

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Lucky Charm 🍀

Share for money 💵

Doesn't work for love 💔

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Professional Singers (1870)

Photo: Suzuki Shin'ichi

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The Phoenix Fire Thief 🔥

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Tattooed Woman in the early 1900s

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Holobiome N11

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Data

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Spear of Destiny

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Wayra: “wind” A word from the Quechua language, an ancient indigenous language family of the Andes spoken across regions of Peru, Bolivia, Ecuador and northern Argentina. Quechua was one of the main languages of the Inca civilization and is still spoken by millions of people today.

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The Scream