Saturday 10 October 2015

Day 358, Like a big wooden pie


No idea.

Pie?  Wooden?

Big wooden Pi, that's it.

Sometimes things move very slowly.

Sometimes the things that move very slowly are me.

On other occasions the slowly moving things may be other people.

But if it is me moving slowly, ultimately I'll arrive with a greater impact due to my superior mass.


Although my circumference is not so great that complex calculation is needed.

Even though my mass divided by Pi is 29.921129301276325

There is no hidden meaning, it is what it is.



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