Tag: distance
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The Man Who Kept Running
Stephen Crane once wrote a tiny poem. I saw a man pursuing the horizon;Round and round they sped.I was disturbed at this; I accosted the man.“It is futile,” I said,“You can never —”“You lie,” he cried, And ran on. Most readings of the poem treat the runner as foolish. The horizon is an illusion. No…
We Are All Data Inside 