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Just.. why?

Why doesn’t the general American public, including those affiliated with academia, know the difference between a hard copy and a soft copy?

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What a waste.

I just found out -- the hard way -- that I’m allergic to fire ants. An ant, of all things.

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Yup, knees gone, too. 

That spoonie fact..

My sacroiliac joint is being a pain in the ass again. Up next: my back, neck, jaw, chest, shoulder, thigh and heel! Thank god my knees and wrists are okay

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Another memory entry.

I write here since none of my family members know I write here.

Last night, I had a dream. I don’t remember exactly how but there were people who were getting trapped inside the ground of a building and even I got stuck but I was eventually rescued out. Then came my sister’s turn to be trapped inside and the ground shifted. Somehow, the only way to get her out was to use an excavator inside a building with a low roof. We did have a video call and she said she had two hours. I called in 911 for an excavator but we got lost in trivialities and I was reciprocating them. This prevented me from explaining the situation and time was running out.. Then, I realised it was a dream and I forced myself to wake up because I didn’t like how it was going.

I have recently been thinking a lot about how my sister is among those in the front line against CoViD19. She gets her supply of PPE but she recently had her duty hours added up. I even told a nurse last week who was taking my blood sample for my routine blood work. She asked me to pass a fist bump for her. 

I wish I could. And the volatile circumstances are depriving me of my comfort in the knowledge that I can pass it on. I wish the future were more certain. And that I do not have such vivid manifestations in my dreams.

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Happy birthday, Aayaan

Dear Aayan

It’s a marvel how much you have grown to your first birthday. I remember when I first held you, with tears of joy streaming down my face, you were so tiny that you fit in my arms perfectly. I even forgot that your mother was in the OT, trying to regain consciousness. 

You have brought nothing but joy through-out the years you’ve been with me. Your tiny fingers scratching my shoulders while I sleep, your first roll in bed, your first attempt at crawling in your sleep, to ultimately having the capacity to push me off the bed in your sleep had a beauty of its own. Your tiny whimpers at night, on the contrary, brought peace to my sleep. I remember never being able to sleep peacefully whenever you were gone to your maternal grand mother’s.

I understand you’re growing stronger everyday. It’s a wonder what technology can do. It, unfortunately, is never the same as being able to pick you up and play with you. My great regret is that I will not be with you to celebrate this most unforgettable day, laugh with you; cuddle you; try to stop you from running off, throwing every electronic item around, trying to break utensils and biting my finger off or pulling my hair.

I hope the sacrifices I’m making will cater for a better future for you.

Happy birthday.

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Category of sets

It seems there really is trouble with the definition of category of sets but there is a way around it, though imprecise. One could view Category Theory as a foundation itself, as Dr. Saeed mentioned. However, if we're trying to come up with an alternative foundation, there is no reason one can't use type theory as a proposal to settle the score. The debate doesn't seem to have been settled yet.

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Cornered

She has been reduced to a diagnosis, a cocktail of medications. All she wants is the last shred of dignity to choose to be medicated but that isn’t her fate. She’s merely a number now, in a cubicle where she silently weeps unheard. “She’s doing well with the medicines!”, they say.

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Making invisible visible

Reblog if you have an invisible disability, lets make our invisible visible and see how far it goes! 

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"We may boldly require that all the mappings from a given set X to a given set Y form a bona fide set in our theory and not merely an airy repertoire. This is a source of power and we adopt it as a requirement.”

Barry Mazur, When is one thing equal to some other?

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That spoonie fact..

My sacroiliac joint is being a pain in the ass again. Up next: my back, neck, jaw, chest, shoulder, thigh and heel! Thank god my knees and wrists are okay

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Nothing for a wife to do for male sufferer?

Pete Beisner knows a lot about supporting a partner in pain. Here, he shares insights on how to take care of the person you love. OMG THIS IS AMAZING GUYS! I NORMALLY READ AND CARRY ON BUT I JUST FELT LIKE THIS HAD TO BE SHARED!

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If you are interested in physics, but must know why it works, you better be religious because you will not understand why it happens.

Math professor (via mathprofessorquotes)

Spot on lol

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Student: Can we write on both sides of this paper?

Professor: You are free write on all six sides.

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23 Emotions People Feel But Can’t Explain

Sonder: The realization that each passerby has a life as vivid and complex as your own.

Opia: The ambiguous intensity of Looking someone in the eye, which can feel simultaneously invasive and vulnerable.

Monachopsis: The subtle but persistent feeling of being out of place.

Énouement: The bittersweetness of having arrived in the future, seeing how things turn out, but not being able to tell your past self.

Vellichor: The strange wistfulness of used bookshops.

Rubatosis: The unsettling awareness of your own heartbeat.

Kenopsia: The eerie, forlorn atmosphere of a place that is usually bustling with people but is now abandoned and quiet.

Mauerbauertraurigkeit: The inexplicable urge to push people away, even close friends who you really like.

Jouska: A hypothetical conversation that you compulsively play out in your head.

Chrysalism: The amniotic tranquility of being indoors during a thunderstorm.

Vemödalen: The frustration of photographic something amazing when thousands of identical photos already exist.

Anecdoche: A conversation in which everyone is talking, but nobody is listening

Ellipsism: A sadness that you’ll never be able to know how history will turn out.

Kuebiko: A state of exhaustion inspired by acts of senseless violence.

Lachesism: The desire to be struck by disaster – to survive a plane crash, or to lose everything in a fire.

Exulansis: The tendency to give up trying to talk about an experience because people are unable to relate to it.

Adronitis: Frustration with how long it takes to get to know someone.

Rückkehrunruhe: The feeling of returning home after an immersive trip only to find it fading rapidly from your awareness.

Nodus Tollens: The realization that the plot of your life doesn’t make sense to you anymore.

Onism: The frustration of being stuck in just one body, that inhabits only one place at a time.

Liberosis: The desire to care less about things.

Altschmerz: Weariness with the same old issues that you’ve always had – the same boring flaws and anxieties that you’ve been gnawing on for years.

Occhiolism: The awareness of the smallness of your perspective.

Source John Koenig, writer and creator of The Dictionary of Obscure Sorrows.

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Weight of the world

I was looking at a childhood photo of me; a few months old in my mothers arms, happily being a virgin at thought and staring into the camera. My mother knowing no sickness, my father healthy and alive and not how I saw him in his last few months.

Something kicked in me. In pain, agitated, I wept so strongly for 3 seconds. Perhaps I wanted my father’s opinion on my disease. Perhaps the maddeningly heavy weight of the world awed me. Or perhaps the world wasn’t destined to tenacity. 

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I have ankylosing spondylitis. I was diagnosed with it a week or two ago. Pain started 6 years ago. I am 27 years old and I am frequently seen with a cane. 

I am too depressed.

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