The Crossroads of the Aether
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Posted on December 26, 2014 at 7:42am 0 Comments 0 Likes
Guess what I got for christmas? A little brother automaton! His name is Dowel, and he lookes like this:…
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Towards the end, we figured the young Mistress Soot was losing her head. Just the other day, I came across one of her journals. The first page said, "This house, it belonged to us, but I'd rather see it burnt to the ground. We can't be botherd by the burning flesh of the screaming sound"
Was that a drive by "Hullo!" before I could answer?
Depressingly little here. Too much overtime at work. Trying to think of a SP projects to take on the next SP Cruise in April. Once you eliminate any type of weaponry it gets tough. Any suggestions?
Are you up to anything interesting?
Sorry to have missed you yesterday. My computer decided to keep me logged in all night somehow.
Chickens and eggs are all delicious! I completely agree with you in terms of process. Evolution is such that it would be hard to pin down an exact generation of bird that actually expresses the qualities that we view as a "chicken". I think that quickly gets into the realm of comparing genetic similarities to try to define it.
Exactly. The slightly not quite a chicken yet came first.
As stated before, with evolution taken into account, the “chicken” still comes first. Laying eggs is one of the first reproductive processes of life, but since there is never a “first” egg ever laid we can only keep going back until we get to an organism that didn’t lay eggs. Since eggs don’t “pop” into existence it can be said that they always have to be “laid” by something. Therefore I always come to the conclusion that chickens come first…or whatever organism can be traced back from the chicken where it simply split off from itself like a worm or small celled organism.
Thanks for the friend request. I look forward to becoming more involved here. Thanks for the warm welcome.
Welcome aboard , my mechanical friend .
May your oil be sweet and your fires stay stoked.
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