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[taratemima]

I really want to re-read Finite and Infinite Games, if only because somehow, a phrase popped up. "Religion is just a finite game trying to make sense of how to play an infinite game." Is it true or not?

Crimson is my mood, because I thinking of my toothache. Images of blood pouring over marble idols, deep plum velvet ground. Lightening.

It is a matter of waiting, preparing, putting off preparation. Another job fair on Thursday. Hope I get something. Hope the loan will be approved.