ten thousand spoons

When all you need is a knife, this is not an Alanis Morissette tribute

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Our mental existences, which are immaterial and have no dimensions, are passing along the Time-Dimension with a uniform velocity from the cradle to the grave.

The Time Machine, H. G. Wells.

The whole quote just makes sense when you think about it. We are constantly moving on mentally, even if we do it subconsciously. And yet, even then, we grow and draw new conclusions, changing our character and opinions of the world. Time stands still for no man, and our minds move on, even when we feel like we’re standing still.

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okay, so i’m not overly geeky/gaming-geeky, because i don’t have the co-ordination or the patience to become in any way skilled at playing video-games.

this short-film that i found on shortoftheweek.com is pretty damn cool. and i suppose it demonstrates the lack of community that there is out there in reality these days. it’s awesome that people can find a sense of belonging and community online…

but what about everything that we’re now missing from reality? can we have it back?

(i know, you could choke on the irony of asking this on tumblr, which is almost the epitome of online community)

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