Flash / How to Fold a Shirt
Time saving knowledge for those of you unlucky enough to still live in the corporeal world.
It's these kinds of things that give me hope for humanity. Manipulation of physical objects, every day, like shirts and socks, seems a sterile place. But here, like the Zen monks who find meaning in repetitive tasks, someone has found new and wonderful meaning in a new way to do a silly everyday thing. I hope that someone tells the managers at clothing stores worldwide, it will bring the poor textile workers joy.
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Some musings by your outlawpoet guide, with links, txts, and descriptions
"In the mirrors of many judgments my hands are the color of blood. I am a part of the evil that exists in the world and in Shadow. I sometime fancy myself an evil which exists to oppose other evils. I destroy Melkins when I find them, and on that Great Day of which prophets speak but in which they do not truly believe, on that day when the world is completely cleansed of evil, then I, too, will go down into darkness, swallowing curses. Perhaps even sooner than that, I now judge. But whatever... Until that time, I shall not wash my hands nor let them hang useless."
--Corwin "The Guns of Avalon" by Roger Zelazny
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