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Every Day, I Love Gravity

I love gravity every day, especially yesterday, but today is good too. I love it until it pulls a large asteroid into a collision course with our planet, at which point I'll love the gravity of anything that can pull it away from its trajectory.
Just thinking about some concepts related to what I was talking about yesterday especially where it involves individuality and identity, where dissemination into a group is involved. Specifically where it involves this poetic prose taken from a World War II clergyman:First they came for the socialists, and I did not speak out—
     Because I was not a socialist.Then they came for the trade unionists, and I did not speak out—
     Because I was not a trade unionist.Then they came for the Jews, and I did not speak out—
     Because I was not a Jew.Then they came for me—and there was no one left to speak for me.
This is directly quoted from the Wikipedia entry on the topic.
Often when I'm confronted by others who try to identify me as someone I…

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