I am not a god (an immortal), not, indeed, a mortal, not a demon, not a ghandarva, not a yaksa, not a variety of devil, Not, indeed, a man, not a woman, [and] also not a hermaphrodite; Superior, of a shining (illuminating) nature, Siva I am. -Adi Shankacharya (picture above)
Protein People
Sorry for the inconvenience, scroll down below the protein pics (colorful ribbon images) to get to the actual posts. An archive is on the right side. Even if you click on one, you have to scroll down from the top past the images to see the post ("Nothing is My Lover is the Last One").
Below are the Cellular Citizens, dwellers in Prokaryotic Villages, and Eukaryotic Metropolii. Worshippers of the Bible Genome, on it's many Chromosomal Bookshelves. Some really large and naive folks call them protein molecules.
Photo: A close-up of blood clotting
I was having a conversation with one of my best friends at the campus cafe, our conversation was wide ranging. We talked for hours, the whole time, I was trying to stay in the no mind state, that state where I can be silent and stare into the other person's eyes, in a non-invasive way, commune deeply with the person I'm with, which is why the conversation lasted so long, forgoing urgent studying. When he was leaving, he had mentioned making a Broadway-esque musical of Food Not Bombs. He said something about our new media company, and I said "it will make Lucas Arts like Profane Existence by comparison". He laughed. Looking for validation, "that was good, wasn't it?" I Inquired.
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