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Peer-ReviewedOn the statistical inevitability of cardiac fission
Molly Abbot

-Abstract-
Through the course of my observation I've encountered a paradoxical and inexplicable tendency in Homo sapiens to subject themselves to romantic relationships which are destined for failure. Over the course of this effort the interactions of an entangled pair were observed and recorded from the point of introduction, through the duration of the relationship and after the relationship decayed.
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In the genus Homo sapiens, there is observed a consistent and puzzling inability to forestall negative paths of action. Though adept at avoiding pain in instanc

A Winter Day in Yosemite

I wandered once in summers lost
Through verdant woods now gripped by snow,
In winter months the ice and frost
Make those days seem so long ago,
The flakes drift down to rest on trees
The breeze is whispering my name,
As all around the woodlands freeze,
Rest too long, and I'll do the same.

No winter woolen coat have I,
But cloak of wind, and cap of sky.

I shrug my muscles in my pack,
Adjust the ski poles in my hand.
It's really time I headed back,
But just a moment more I'll stand.
The swirls of chalk in skies of slate
Now lie in blankets on the ground
The pine boughs sag beneath the weight,
The forests sing without a sound.

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Happy Ides of Marchby ~Californianinja

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I think sometimes people forget the true meaning of the holiday season. Sure, we commemorate the birth of Albert Einstein on Pi Day (3/14), and yes, this is the day we celebrate the assassination of Julius Caesar by running around in togas with drawn knives (What, you guys don't do that?), but the true meaning of the holiday season is giving. And as my gift to you on this, this most sacrosanct of nerdy holidays, I give you a stock image of a book. It's a pretty new book, but it looks kinda old, and for some reason my vast store of ancient, crumbling manuscripts has gone missing. So here it is: yours to use as you will. You don't have to cite me. You don't have to link me. You can sell what you make out of it, for all I care. Happy Ides of March, and The Ghost of Caesar bless us, every one!