Colorless Green Ideas

The air smelled of dust after so long This year was the warmest a thin veil on the greenhouse and on the leaves The first just hit ground knocked everything around And it smelled almost like a wildfire gray, smoky - a little bit of electricity and destruction There were not enough drops to keep the dust from coming back down And then came the rest. And I saw you. And it rained.

You're not required. Anyone can do the job. You're just about hardware. You've failed. You can be replaced.

I look at your words on printed page and spoken I hear the beauty of your thought and your ideas I feel the warmth of Florida I see the open computing facility Your beauty is striking and welcome in a world of cold gray ghosts and vaporwave Surely we must be learning We watch the play you are staging We hold the flower to lay upon the grave I saw you on Hardball I thought you were the most beautiful Woman In The World. And for that momenbt. You were. And then I found you in half muttered retreats of the silent streets of the network of humankind And your simple ideas about economy and truth Took on an old, comfortable shine And I realized That this beauty you had is the beauty you have and the beauty you will always hold Not just for the Post. But for the world.

Dr. Louise Banks is enlisted by the military to communicate with a race of aliens, known as heptapods (due to their 7-pointed radially symmetrical appearance), after they initiate first contact with humanity. The story revolves around Dr. Banks, and woven through it are remembrances of her daughter. The heptapods have two distinct forms of language. Heptapod A is their spoken language, which is described as having free word order and many levels of center-embedded clauses. Understanding Heptapod B, the written language of the aliens, is central to the plot. Unlike its spoken counterpart, Heptapod B has such complex structure that a single semantic symbol cannot be excluded without changing the entire meaning of a sentence. When writing in Heptapod B, the writer knows how the sentence will end. The phenomenon of Heptapod B is explained by the aliens' understanding of mathematics and Fermat's principle of least time. Dr. Banks's understanding of the heptapods' writi...

Life was a bit more difficult than we thought. We had legal trouble, and financial trouble. We had children. We overcame abusive relationships and abusive chemicals and abusive governments and abusive people. You went north. I went south. Others went east. Still others, west. We were together again, for only a short while. It was awful. My heart felt like it was being stabbed the entire time. But there was a brief moment. The moment I saw, in your eyes - the love for another child - on the playground. The child in the swing. It was an unguarded moment we shared while we spoke of the church of jesus christ of latter day saints, and lesbian classical concert violinists and the weight of my return journey - 10 hours to drive to see you, 10 hours to drive back - hung over me like the sword of Damocles. I didn't drink any coffee. Just had one now. And I smiled, and thought of you. I bet I could make a damn good cup of coffee. If you and I were together again, I would make it ...

I took pictures of your license plate and found your property in the North Georgia Mountains I found your machine guns and your Ted Cruz for President T shirt and your Donald Trump campaign contributions. But I didn't find you. You wanted change. You wanted a champion. You followed Trump. But Trump was no champion. I stood there in front of the poll Watching. For the Truth. We both still seek it. You, and I .

Dear Governor Romney, I write to you in support of Evan McMullin, for whom, and with respect to the Party of Theodore Roosevelt, I feel exemplifies the constitutional and creative values emboldened in all of us by our founding fathers. Mitt, I know you can hear this. I'm going to lay it on the line for you. He made it through BYU while pulling 30 hours a week with the CIA. Basically, Governor Romney, you can light this dude on fire and he will keep working. And there's something else. And it's not just Evan's excellent TEDx Talk . Which. Will one day be a TED Talk. Gov. Romney, you are the architect for healthcare reform. We followed your lead. You have led us in many ways, spiritual, and otherwise. The party of Theodore Roosevelt, is dead. Please help us to find another home. A place where mafia Mayors don't pressure FBI Bureau chiefs to break 50 years of tradition to attempt to influence an election.. I mean, seriously? An investigation based o...

Dear Mr. Romney, I write to you in support of Evan McMullin, for whom, and with respect to the Party of Theodore Roosevelt, I feel exemplifies the constitutional and creative values emboldened in all of us by our founding fathers. Mitt, I know you can hear this. I'm going to lay it on the line for you. He made it through BYU while pulling 30 hours a week with the CIA. Basically, Governor Romney, you can light this dude on fire and he will keep working. And there's something else. And it's not just Evan's excellent TEDx Talk . Which. Will one day be a TED Talk. Gov. Romney, you are the architect for healthcare reform. We followed your lead. You have led us in many ways, spiritual, and otherwise. The party of Theodore Roosevelt, is dead. Please help us to find another home. A place where mafia Mayors don't pressure FBI Bureau chiefs to break 50 years of tradition to attempt to influence an election.. I mean, seriously? An investigation based on a gos...

Here's the thing. It might take one, two hours of phone bank. But God, didn't we do it for Bernie? And yea, it's a good idea to actually listen to Bernie. I always take those who can wield the power of sorcery, very seriously indeed. Especially those who have commanded the snows of Vermont and witnessed the Glory of Norway. (yes, I'm thinking about you). And listen. It's fun working for her. I'm on the inside, I love it. She's got a great sense of humor. Much better than that Orange Julius. .. I'm talking about Kos. You bastard. Give me my account back. But we must see it for what it truly is. It is our chance. And what would we say of ourselves, if come next Tuesday, we are all thrown into Trumpworld, we're fucked. Seriously, hardcore, rough sex, nonconsensually fucked.

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