aarongbeyer
Cause and effect are what drive curiosity. If I do this, what will the effects be? I don't know, I've never tried it. Has anyone? Let's find out!
Since 1987, I've had a console to console me. First it was NES, just three letters and about that many kilobytes. Last came a perpetually incomplete PC. Now it's the world and no consolation.
Would his resolve waver, after going this far, to another world in a ship filled with nothing but his dreams?
After the last real slice, the survivors came to the heel. It was divided, then they zipped in for the long winter.
Iron becomes rust, the way that young people become old. It takes oxygen, water, and time. The form iron once took might change, and lose it's function, but it continues to be iron.
Basic was the first programming language I used. Back in seventh grade I would study code on my orange and black screen, and reproduce bits of it. I mashed those pieces together into art and games. It was then that I learned logic opens doors in the mind.
Tables form the main buildings, chairs are towers. We push them together and throw blankets over the top. Cushions are walls, and inside a king and a queen discuss their subjects. We rule!
Barber sounds like something found on the Spanish coast. When I was young I thought I might end up on the Spanish coast, as a pirate washed up, or a rich lord gazing at his villa. I ended up on the Jersey coast, combing, cutting, and listening. I'm happier than any pirate or lord I've ever met.
A park bench with white clothes strewn over it in winter. No sign of anyone or any tracks leading to or from it, and no fresh snow for days. The clothes are folded and clean, a full set, entirely white. The wind whispers by.
The sage on the butternut squash ravioli looked crisp and delicious. It reminded him of the sage he should burn in the closet, to cleanse whatever spirits had moved in. It was just last night that he was woken three times by bursts of light and the laughter of children behind the closed door.
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