Dear Dr. Albert Einstein, we are sorry to inform you we cannot treat your abdominal aneurism. You are too disheveled. Best of luck! - UMC
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@mollydotcom hey have you EVER asked for a raise? I can't recall ever asking for a raise—EVER. I mean I know we're weird, but...?
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@Baxley I have not only never asked for a raise, I have a tendency to work for free or less because I don't think knowledge has a price.
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@mollydotcom does anyone actually value your knowledge in a manner that matters now?
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Who knows @Baxley. I don't care. I'm too damned tired to do so. However I end up. Dead, alive, on the streets, in a palace, in a shithole.
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What matters now @mollydotcom? Is there anything besides miracles that changes each day, from here on out?
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What matters now @Baxley? To rage against ideas not people. Pain relief. To grieve over loss: independence, intimacy, a broken world, more.
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@mollydotcom I don't have any hope in mankind. I place it all in something my "friends" refer to as mental illness: belief in God & design.
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@mollydotcom I try hard to make a difference—but I can't imagine life without my stubborn refusal to conform.
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@mollydotcom I dunno. I'm trying. Finally clawing my way out of my fear. It's a chaos of stories other don't understand—you were IRL.
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