"Shall I mangle this churl's leg, Hantis?" — Pul the Grik-Dog, final chapter, W.O.K.
Sunday, December 23, 2007
Imagine for a moment...
Why do we presume this image is static, when nothing else in Nature is? Over time, shouldn't the blobs move around? How will you interpret change where no change should be?
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