comatose
so tired. rest soon. no more waiting.
reality is getting hazy again. certain things do this to me. certain steven king books. i love it when your reading a work of fiction that you know is in no way possible and it still seems true like there is a world out there right next door, close enough to see it in the shadows of this one. little doorways in places that light will never reach.
one of the most amazing things that i've ever learned is that time changes with elevation.
seconds last longer on the top of mt. everest than they do the basin of new orleans. the first question that this makes me wonder about is if its true on mars too, or if earth is the center of time.
(the measurements are of clockticks, electron fountain clocks, and variations in the speed of light.)
syllopsism is creeping into my head again, i'm trying to decide if i want to welcome the old friend or if that may be getting reckless. i've learned that i'm much more grounded than i thought i was previously.
nothing else follows
reality is getting hazy again. certain things do this to me. certain steven king books. i love it when your reading a work of fiction that you know is in no way possible and it still seems true like there is a world out there right next door, close enough to see it in the shadows of this one. little doorways in places that light will never reach.
one of the most amazing things that i've ever learned is that time changes with elevation.
seconds last longer on the top of mt. everest than they do the basin of new orleans. the first question that this makes me wonder about is if its true on mars too, or if earth is the center of time.
(the measurements are of clockticks, electron fountain clocks, and variations in the speed of light.)
syllopsism is creeping into my head again, i'm trying to decide if i want to welcome the old friend or if that may be getting reckless. i've learned that i'm much more grounded than i thought i was previously.
nothing else follows