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 they could vote on "next year's project" in times of peace, or perhaps have
 massive brain-storms with chatrooms set up at different tables that they could
 pick up a phone and contribute to then wander to another table at, or maybe
 even set up structures for who does what. Then they could do things that they
 claimed responsibility for, and in doing so they could be judged.
 
 perhaps according to a system like this:
 https://ritz-menardi.neocities.org/algorism/html-pages/education-system
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 @user-570 
 
 I fucking miss going to raves
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 @user-570 
 
 Ha I've only had 3 or 4
 
 I still treasure glowsticks, though.
 
 I used to crack the "survival" ones from REI at night and just gaze at the
 beauty of their glow.
 
 I'd listen to quiet electronic music and lay on the floor on my back and draw
 figure eights in the sky with them.
 
 Then, I started dancing, and I made swirling patterns with my fingertips and
 held sticks of light.
 
 Was also fun to tie them to shoestrings and use them to spin around.
 
 Raves were cool but I never did that there. Not even once.
 
 I mostly just... visited the crowd.
 
 ... anyway, cool name. I never changed mine, but if I did it'd be "Briarthief
 Triss"
 
 which is totally not a real name, which is why I love it, but can't use it.
 
 Yet.
 
 Someday, though.
 
 I hope.
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 @user-192 
 
 ... trail beautification is trail maintenance, and without trails we would lose
 our tether to nature's truest reality.
 
 Thank goodness forest rangers are almost exclusively people who care immensely
 about natural spaces.
 
 Otherwise the profit motive would sneak in...
 
 I would not be as I am if I didn't hike up a mountain with my best friend while
 on LSD. If I did it again, on the same mountain, with the same friend, I would
 remember every thing that happened on that day and every thought I thought.
 Alas, circumstance.
 
 But yeah building trails teaches you about erosion, and carpentry, and fluid
 dynamics, and like... everything else that they earn badges for.
 
 Like what a report card should be.
 
 "Little Timmy definitely understands algebra" awards, presented to those who
 are worthy. Their worth, of course, being determined by trails set before them
 and solved in their own desired paths through.
 
 Like, writing an essay vs performing an essay. Or researching at a library vs
 building a powerpoint pre
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 I completely lack noodles in my home at this time! That hardly ever happened
 before! I should go to the store. I wonder why fate won't let me go to the
 store these past few months except for like once or twice?
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 @user-570 
 
 hell yeah.
 
 I never did any drugs at one.
 
 I might have even been designated driver, though I might be confusing my
 memories with attending gay bars in college.
 
 Well, gay bar. There was really only one in my town.
 
 And it was a nightclub I guess, open every night of the week.
 
 The people that I was with NEEDED that experience, so I was like "yeah sure I'm
 older and more experienced, I'll drive you and keep you safe and hang out with
 you if you drink too much because being a kid that tends to happen sometimes
 and don't worry I'll watch over you and protect you and make sure that you are
 alright until it's out of your system so you don't make bad decisions that have
 long-term negative conclusions
 
 ... you know, that kind of thing.
 
 now I'm kind of a stoner though lol because it helps me get into my flow.
 
 maybe I should practice "getting into my flow" so I don't need it, but ah well
 we'll see how that goes.
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 @user-192 
 
 so... a highway, that connects two locations that don't FEEL distant to most
 people because they drive, but which ARE distant to people who suddenly can't
 drive
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