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author | Case Duckworth | 2015-04-20 12:11:04 -0700 |
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38 | <p><span class="line">in mammals the ratio between bladder size</span><span class="line">and urethra is such that it takes</span><span class="line">all of them the same time to piss. Take</span><span class="line">for example the fact that Fibonnacci</span><span class="line">numbers show up everywhere. How can you</span><span class="line">look at this at all of this all of</span><span class="line">these facts and tell me to my face there</span><span class="line">is no God? And yet there isn’t</span><span class="line">you murmer quietly into my ear over</span><span class="line">and over like a low tide sounding</span><span class="line">its lonely waves on an abandoned beach.</span><span class="line">The ocean that birthed us holds us</span><span class="line">still. We are tied, you and I, together</span><span class="line">in her arms. The <a href="moon-drowning.html">moon, caring father,</a></span><span class="line">looks down from a dispassionate sky.</span></p> | 38 | <p><span class="line">in mammals the ratio between bladder size</span><span class="line">and urethra is such that it takes</span><span class="line">all of them the same time to piss. Take</span><span class="line">for example the fact that Fibonnacci</span><span class="line">numbers show up everywhere. How can you</span><span class="line">look at this at all of this all of</span><span class="line">these facts and tell me to my face there</span><span class="line">is no God? And yet there isn’t</span><span class="line">you murmer quietly into my ear over</span><span class="line">and over like a low tide sounding</span><span class="line">its lonely waves on an abandoned beach.</span><span class="line">The ocean that birthed us holds us</span><span class="line">still. We are tied, you and I, together</span><span class="line">in her arms. The <a href="moon-drowning.html">moon, caring father,</a></span><span class="line">looks down from a dispassionate sky.</span></p> |
39 | </section> | 39 | </section> |
40 | </article> | 40 | </article> |
41 | |||
42 | <a id="textlink" title="Source file" href="text/something-simple.txt">¶</a> | ||
43 | |||
41 | <nav> | 44 | <nav> |
42 | <div class="anchors"> | 45 | <div class="anchors"> |
43 | <a href="backlinks/something-simple.html" id="backlinks" title="Links to this page"> | 46 | <a href="backlinks/something-simple.html" id="backlinks" title="Links to this page"> |