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The word superstition comes from the latin word superstitio meaning “standing over” ie. that a superstition is a belief that stands over or outside of the logical standards of a time. A large part of the way we interpret this word today comes down to Christian thinkers, who used the word superstition to categorize small…
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I love prompts like this because they’re just so vague. Do I have limitations? What happens if I die in the swapped body? When you say “day”, do you mean the whole 24 hours or just sunrise to sunset? Could I extend the swapped period by doing everything from a plane flying east? Anyway. For…
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We don’t outgrow the things we love, not like a plant outgrows the pot its in. These things simply fall away from us when we no longer need them. Less like a too-small shirt and more like pine needles that drop off in the winter. They can always grow back. I can always pick up…
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My first computer — the first one I have clear memories of, anyway — was an off-white boxy monitor running Windows 98 on a dial-up connection. The dial-up didn’t last long, though. My whole family had to use the internet connection, and in those days my mom was still on top of her computer science…
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Paint a picture of the American West for me. Paint me sprawling yellow deserts and blue mountains reaching to the heavens, arches of red rock and dusty ghost towns beneath stone spires. Draw me the abandoned mine shafts, the long lonely highways. I want to hear the sad twang of guitar between that night sky…
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I am eclectic by nature. My habit of picking things up off the ground, of taking any plant clipping offered to me, leads to a house full of curios. However, not all of those collected objects stay very long. Twice a year, I get an itch that says its too much. This urge to delete…
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Today I’m going to visit a childhood friend for the New Year. She flew from Texas to spend the holidays with her family. When we were 10, we lived four blocks away from each other. I pretty much lived in her basement bedroom, spending our middle and high school years watching anime and developing interwoven…
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The autumn warmth of December ended today along the Front Range of the Rockies, heralding deep winter with gusting winds pressing between layers of wool and fleece. I woke up cold and tired, longing for the long days of summer when 7:00 is not a dark dawn but a dancing stream of sunlight on the…
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If I could, I’d take myself back through time and space and land somewhere around 1100 AD near modern day St. Clair county, Illinois where the ancient city of Cahokia bustled at the peak of it’s power with a population between 10,200 and 15,300. Today, all that remains of the largest metropolis of the Mississippian…
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It only takes a cursory glance at my blog to know that I have a special affinity for dogs. Their joint history with humans, the dichotomy of fear and love that can make a dog a protector or violent monster, the wolf just beneath the surface. They are both the family dog chasing a would-be…
from the pen of icarus blake 