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The Ether

04/28/2026 14:58h
We’re out past the end game where things get fuzzy, less thingy, though in past times we practiced precision concrete as a slot machine. But to be precise you need to stop a moment which turns out to be impracticable and besides speed is of the essence. Don’t worry. “Of” can take care of itself and it’s fine to say “essence” now that it’s understood to mean ether, a kind of filler made either of inattention or absorption somewhere near the Planck length