or should i be more than the scientist? more than the mere observer?
ought i attempt to lead something or someone somewhere somehow?
'im from the internet!'
i want to ride my bike around late at night in keene in the summer. anyone want to join me?
as if it were by chance.
"The probable cause is a congenital malfunction in nerve signals in the trigeminal nerve nucleus. The fifth cranial nerve, called the trigeminal nerve, is apparently responsible for sneezes. Research suggests that some people have an association between this nerve and the nerve that transmits visual impulses to the brain. Overstimulation of the optic nerve triggers the trigeminal nerve, and this causes the photic sneeze reflex. Another theory suggests that tears leaking into the nose through the nasolacrimal duct are a cause of the photic sneeze reflex. The speed of the reflex seems to favour the first theory, as it happens much too quickly for tears to be generated and drain into the nose. In addition this sneeze reflex can be brought on by a sudden inhaling of cold air or a strong flavour such as a strong mint gum. This implies an overstimulation of any nerve close to the trigeminal nerve can cause the sneeze reflex."
you know, one of the arguments against drugs, (including alcohol, or really, mostly alcohol) is killing brain cells, or various other 'youll be dumb' reasons. did they ever consider that maybe i want to kill a lot of brain cells? that im hoping to become 'dumber' by their standards? did they ever consider that would be an attractive feature to anyone who has concluded that they think to much? no. they didnt. most human activity is unreasoned. and intelligence remains overrated.
the whole purpose of the doomsday device is to tell everyone about it. why didnt you tell anybody about it!!!
dear Jack Hanna, you have failed me for the last time!
"a production that never should have been made" production
by "we cant believe you paid to see this" studios.
"sara was short, boyish, and had eyebrows thicker than brad thought necessary"
it was that it was ridiculous to be at war with your own desires.
we want what we want, and theres not much we can do about it.
he wasnt afraid to try anything; trying new things made him feel... more alive.
he couldnt change the past. but the future, could be a different story. and it had to start somewhere.
how does one differentiate from the pursuit of desires worthy of fulfillment, versus the desires which ought to be abandoned?
we are finally learning how we think, who we are. what we are. not me or you or him or her or them or us, but humans, as a whole, are learning how we, as humans, think. finally.
youd sacrifice a beautiful woman to save a moderately attractive monkey? you must have smoked some bad granola.
nope, nothing insightful. headache. tic. ill figure this out yet.