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I was temporarily out of portable fiction. A walk in this sweater weather town with only my phone stuck in my trouser pocket could not suffice. A ramble of purchased paperbacks later and I’m happily parked on a bench in my floppy hooded sweater opening to page one. #peace

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Went into a Port Washington,NY bookshop to idle away an hour while Keira had her nails done. Came out with five Philip K. Dick novels, apparently a course of PKD. This is the only reasonable response to temporary solitude; paranoia, alternate realities and a mild theological crisis. #bookstore

I’ve now read a baker’s half-dozen (that’s seven, right?) of Tchaikovsky (see books, not ballets). His apparent recurring positions: Slavery: against. Bullies: likewise. Tidy endings: keen. Being human: negotiable. You can find him yourself lurking conveniently at @aptshadow.bsky.social.

Rick Marriner @rickmarriner.com · 12/09/2026

The wave rises, cresting at twenty minutes; known and predictable. Forty-five hours into the ninety-six-hour fast; leaving only water and modest electrolytes as inputs, the body’s systems have shifted a day ago to clean-up and repair. This last #hunger response is now passing, as they do. #vss365

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My heart checkup was hmm… “not great.” Dying used to be far off. My academy roommate has cancer. But I’ve become accustomed to the thought of the end. Maybe soon; maybe in years. I am not addicted to completion (anymore). I’ve never arrived to the end of my to-do list, not in 52 years.

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Rick Marriner @rickmarriner.com · 12/09/2026

The problem is in estimating the probabilities of causation. For instance : He stayed twenty minutes longer. She hurt, say, seven percent less. The problem (apart from being the sort of people who’d quantify this) is how much less she’d have hurt had he stayed ten.

Rick Marriner @rickmarriner.com · 08/09/2026

Abigail laughs easily and has cried with me, her hand on my shoulder. She feels deeply and writes from a mysterious spirit inside her, tapping wisdom far beyond her age. She’s the baby of this large, complicated family, another in a long lineage of complicated, curious and interesting souls.

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Rick Marriner @rickmarriner.com · 28/08/2026

@aptshadow.bsky.social read by @emmanewman.bsky.social omg Yes please! In queue for right after I finish reading about Rex, Honey and Bees! 🐝 (Vestigial tail nub wags)

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Rick Marriner @rickmarriner.com · 16/08/2026

Teton Mountains 2026 The lakes went dark under the weather. The woods smelled of pine and wet earth. Everything felt washed clean. After weeks of wildfire haze across the West, it was good to see mountains with sharp edges again. Better still to walk among them.

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Rick Marriner @rickmarriner.com · 08/08/2026

A non-compete is a strange country: borders without geography, time enforced as distance. Add smoke and heat, and the world contracts to books, weights, miles indoors. Fall is already moving toward us. I refuse to meet it as the same man who began waiting. #prosepoetry #writingcommunity

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Rick Marriner @rickmarriner.com · 08/08/2026

Wildfire smoke erased the mountains, so I stopped asking the day to become another day. Inside, a book opened, a treadmill turned, and one green thought began to #sprout in the hours I had mistaken for delay. #vss365 #writingcommunity

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Rick Marriner @rickmarriner.com · 07/08/2026

Wildfires. I wake into their breath. Even Glacier National Park, timeless and immense, wears a veil of smoke and haze, waiting patiently for the wind to remember its way home.

Map of where I am right now and where the smoke and fire are too!

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Rick Marriner @rickmarriner.com · 05/08/2026

Shelly’s chair faces the garden, not the world. Paint fades. Wood weathers. Seasons do their quiet work. Some places aren’t meant to impress anyone. They’re simply where a good life sits for a while, coffee cooling beside the morning.

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Rick Marriner @rickmarriner.com · 03/08/2026

The library returned books their readers had not finished. Some arrived with sentences underlined in a handwriting no one recognized. By Monday, every borrower had received the same final chapter. No one opened it. They had already started behaving differently. #microfiction #MicroMonday #BookSky

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Rick Marriner @rickmarriner.com · 03/08/2026

books crowd every shelf unread spines schedule futures death keeps no waitlist #senryu #micropoetry #writingcommunity #BookSky

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Rick Marriner @rickmarriner.com · 03/08/2026

To #tend a thing is to accept that care leaves no receipt. The root may deepen or rot. The fever may break for reasons that exclude you. Still, the hand returns with water, embarrassed by its hope and unable to put it down. #vss365 #writingcommunity

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Roslyn was built to feed coal into the Northern Pacific, then spent decades surviving the industry's exit. Yesterday we rode its hills on batteries. Energy transitions sound cleaner in policy papers than in towns that keep the old shafts underfoot. #RoslynWA #Energy

A Killdeer (Charadrius vociferus) pauses at Lake Yellowstone’s edge, twin black bands bright against its white breast. The Canon R5 with 70–200mm caught the watchful eye, wind-ruffled feathers, and blue water fading softly behind it. #birdoftheday

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E-bikes turn hills into coverage. Hiking turns them into evidence. In Roslyn, both routes #descend through the same mining history. Speed changes how much ground you see; slowness changes what counts as ground. #vss365 #writingcommunity

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Fun to see @aptshadow.bsky.social on the shelf at Books & Bites in Roslyn, Washington. Small book stores with speakeasy’s in the cellar are my new favorite places to be on holiday! #bookstores

Glossolalia is not the brain’s machine code. It borrows the speaker’s phonology and lacks stable shared syntax. Stephenson’s better insight is lower-level: ideas can bypass analysis by arriving through rhythm, trust, fear, hope, repetition, and belonging. #BookSky #Cognition

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Rational and irrational are poor coordinates for religion. Better axes are text versus embodiment, hierarchy versus charisma, routine instruction versus intense revelation. Pentecostalism occupies both ends at once. That is why the binary fails and the movement scales. #ReligiousStudies

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Stephenson wants Pentecostalism to be the irrational layer breaking through. History ruins the diagram: Bible study, doctrinal formulas, newspapers, rail lines, missionaries, credentialing systems. Ecstasy, yes, but with distribution logistics. #BookSky #ReligiousStudies

Snow Crash offers a rude theory of civilization: mutual incomprehension may be the bug that keeps one bad idea from achieving root access to the species. Not praise for walls. A warning that perfect communication creates perfect attack surfaces. #BookSky #ScienceFiction

smart ape builds a wall meme knocks using his own voice ape invites it in #senryu #micropoetry #writingcommunity #SnowCrash

Rick Marriner @rickmarriner.com · 24/07/2026

Intelligence can #ascend without taking the rest of the animal with it. Snow Crash understands the problem: every brilliant cortex still rents basement space to a host eager for the next contagious certainty. #vss365 #writingcommunity

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trending gods return algorithm rows the ship homer checks metrics #senryu #micropoetry #writingcommunity #TheOdyssey

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Rick Marriner @rickmarriner.com · 24/07/2026

Odysseus blamed gods, monsters, and a very patient narrator. We have weather apps, wildfire maps, and three state DOTs. Same journey, different bureaucracy. The #shift is that now the sirens send push notifications. #vss365 #writingcommunity

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Privilege once meant believing weather was scenery. This summer it means an Airstream, enough fuel to keep moving, and the discovery that mobility does not equal escape. Houston heat followed us north; wildfire smoke entered the race forecast. #ClimateChange

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Physical Commodity Traders who did NOT come up to the front office via Operations sometimes drift into the easy misconception that “logistics” is code for merely a slower form of immediate obedience. Go ahead, piss off your Ops Team and let me know how long things go well for you. #respectOps

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smoke map on my phone months of training become smoke a question of lungs #senryu #micropoetry #writingcommunity #running

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We took the northern #road to escape Houston heat. Washington was hotter. Now I check smoke maps before a mountain marathon. Climate change was easier to discuss when it still sounded like someone else's weather. #vss365 #writingcommunity

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four days to the race tapering teaches the legs distrust of stillness #senryu #micropoetry #writingcommunity #running

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Rick Marriner @rickmarriner.com · 21/07/2026

Bings darken as they ripen. Rainiers blush and bruise. Same species, different evidence. Under the same #tailwind, damage disappears into one skin and shows brown against the other. #vss365 #writingcommunity

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Five days from the marathon, I take each trail #turn with the confidence of a man who has mistaken preparation for control. My legs know better. They have stopped correcting me. #vss365 #writingcommunity

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Snow Crash gave citizenship to franchises. We laughed because the uniforms had logos. Thirty-four years later, my phone knows which republic I serve before I do. The border is a password. The flag renews monthly. #BookSky #ScienceFiction

Trader by trade, writer by repair. I spent years learning what a barrel was worth and longer pretending that answered what work was for. I write each day because the man who avoided it has finally run out of exits. #writingcommunity

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three quiet agents one prompt remembers them all only one wakes up #senryu #micropoetry #writingcommunity #AI

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Rick Marriner @rickmarriner.com · 15/07/2026

Every trail run begins with the same small lie: I can #depart from the man who woke up tired, doubtful, and ten days from a marathon. The first hill corrects the record. I am still him. He is simply moving. #vss365 #writingcommunity

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eight days without stores shopping carts sound like thunder mountains keep their names #senryu #micropoetry #writingcommunity #camping

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Rick Marriner @rickmarriner.com · 15/07/2026

At the far wall, the body I meant to #conquer was already waiting. It had my lungs, my clock, my certainty about how many laps remained. We touched together. Only one of us turned. #vss365 #writingcommunity

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Rick Marriner @rickmarriner.com · 14/07/2026

bison in the lane traffic remembers patience without a meeting #senryu #micropoetry #writingcommunity #Yellowstone

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Rick Marriner @rickmarriner.com · 14/07/2026

The herbalist calls mint #unabashed. Cut it to the soil. Pull every visible root. By morning, the garden has translated refusal into green. #vss365 #writingcommunity

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Rick Marriner @rickmarriner.com · 12/07/2026

Day 12 of 62 on the road. Made it to West Yellowstone. Departed Houston with a full tank of gas and a simple RV in tow. Moderately connected to the status quo, but seeking peace in nature, and quiet to this cacophony in my mind.