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 Chapter 2: The rise of integrals ( An oldie from an era past) Rachel yawned and curled up into a ball and watched her kitten Maya do the same and close her eyes. Setting the best possible tone for the day, she jumped out of bed, and looked outside her window at the twilight sky. She loved having her home in the thicker part of the woods, with the larger tree canopies surrounding her isolated house. She looked at the right wall, and as her wall gave her the perfunctory blink and rattled off the morning news, she heard Ava rushing through the wooden skywalk through the house on the unicycle. Even from the sound of wheeling on the narrow planks of wood connecting the different boogies of the house, she heard Ava’s annoyance with the rather brutal and precarious entry into her room. As she burst into the room, flustered, Rachel welcomed her, and quickly sensed her fear and anxiety, though she didn’t know why. Ava took a breath and looked at her and said, ‘I don’t want to talk about it...
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My post after a long time - Life has been such, another layer peeling beautifully as it does, and my theme today is interoception, and exteroception.  As I scientist, I'm called to define it first, for myself and my one reader.  Interoception is the body's measuring tape for internal states like drive and hunger, and makes sense the tape is shorter (not the best analogy here but laugh with me), and myelinated , which is the extra grease to get faster signals from the exteroception ,(rabbit hole 3,4 later), the signals from sensory organs, Also makes sense, I want to be prepared for a trheat when I'm sleeping. But do we have an interoceptive and exteroceptive memory ? it seem so, interoceptive mostly signals from your gut and heart, and processed by thalamus (in both cases), but governed in different brain regions. Interoceptive memories are even consolidated during sleep when maximal ic signal can match the autonomic tone as we get out of the way ( yes I'm now on a camp...
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 As always, I'll start by saying how words fail me. I often fuse fear with desire, and this jumbled concoction is powerful, strange and stings. I feel like I keep leaving my heart up in the air, in my sleeve for others to catch, and I'm tired.. a bit weary of this tug of hearts. Of holding space for it all, I have limited space, in an unlimited place. For so long, I've run. From myself, from something inside that shows me but a veil of the truth it covers. Through thsi all though, my intuition has gotten a bit louder, and I'm happy for that. Whata is this ?!! This strange voice that whispers of surity, or numbers and months, it's all around us. Within us, and beyond us at once.. can it really be we're swirling masses of focussed energy in this dimension ? It would support the string theory and this mad world..  And now I think I know what I feared, and I know where this is going.. sigh... I do know that I'll be where I'm meant to be.. That as sad as it i...
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An exchange on hinge

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 An exchange on hinge - Some people evoke ennui and some, poetry.
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Soul's cry

  It's been, as I always start with, eons since I spoke to you .  The turbulent waters are still knee deep and I'm yet adrift on a raft I made, out of the cobblestones of my wounds; to sail far away from you, unanchored,.  As I drift, my priceless ego enjoys the taunt, the rhythm of the slow moon-dance,  the silent putter of raindrops over my boat,  and the breeze that further moves me to the unknown;  the beckoning from beyond the ocean of lull.  I have lost my senses to the busy humdrum of the mind.  The presence calls to me like a far away wolf cry. I sailed for adventure, alone and hungry  I sailed too far unbeknownst to me  The raindrops are all I can hear now, my friend and my foe my heart pumps harder and I wonder if this is the end  A world away from my world , in the shrouded darkness around  alone as I came and alone as I seem to go now  A journey that has been sweeter than I ex...
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Another oldie

  Always magnetic Just try, try each day to live here, now.  Coincidence exists in but myth   The randomness that abides on the surface   Belies the truth beneath  What you see is the majestic mist  Beneath the poultry farm of chaos  Each win, each wind whispers a tune  Of timeless bygone eons  Mull in the grandeur of your own breath  For everything you seek, seeks you here 
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Just an oldie

  Unabashed You know the answers that lie within they are in your reach, and you know it well You need not this validation, you sought this long for in your heart you have the greatest gift of all This joy that you remember, extends it's open arms for you to rejoice,to hold and caress You have spoken the words that come from the depths of this being that you have sojourned the world to know the riots it caused within  But hold steady your memory of the grace you dawned from that which you are,will be,and what you are made of  This greatness you seek, you already are nothing was amiss save your sight of it all You know here, now and then, that you already are in that place you have traversed, miles where you came from Nothing is lost,not a moment's peace in glory  you just walked all that lot for adventure and  journey.  You have arrived, where you started and shall abide In the heart of it all, only, now you see it eye to eye.
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