the End

this is not "I shall return", but "a Departure to Greener Pastures"

So somehow, once again, I have managed to (unintentionally) send a post at a time other than 10:10AM (one of those “posts you aren’t sure you want to send”, to boot).

the Newslettr’s departure from Substack begins now. So long and thanks for all the fish.

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some found verse for the news print:

1. we each come of our age in our own time

> the die is pressed, and then it is cast

> and then it stamps a thousand times

> to cast the die is to end the process of formation

> ones fate is sealed so long as thy mark is present

> ETAOIN SHRDLU cast a line of type

2. the fate is sealed as time goes on

> some planets invent the internet before the nuclear bomb

> a million lines of fate, cast throughout the tarot world

> a billion lines of ecstacy, in the form of cocaine

> a trillion angels dancing on the head of a pin

> a zillion names and faces on the end of a key

<yellow> why did they say zuckerberg was worth a zillion dollerz?  cuz you is a zuckah

3. time is a flat circle

> a flat circle is a wheel

> a gyroscope can neither pitch nor yaw

> a lighthouse cannot change course

> please do not rotate your radio

> 2112 2023