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Count On It

count on it... that numbers made the world we came to believe after all ten digits long ago ran out and we stuck our toes into the fray to count and be counted anyway and they too ran out a foot at a time and numbers became stuck to our rulers feet or by meter, our sole, soul repeater then we counted awhile, and soon wired some beads to a wooden frame 'cause, unconsciously we knew it'd never be the same and abacuses counted because Sumerians knew the power of columns of orders of magnitude to give counting a certain, amplitude and soon balances were forged and everything compared to something else - grain to sheep, sheep to amphora, amphora to slaves, slaves to children children to wives neighbors lives to our own lives covetousness counted as a capital idea long before Adam Smith or any form of mercantilism came to bear witness on a weakness of man yet who can count on power is there a conversion factor that shows more or less that less is more than some detractor what's the ratio of desire to need to redemption to volition to love to life - there's a number of ways to count it © Goode Guy 2013-04-11

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Date: 5/14/2013 6:32:00 AM
Well written. Enjoyed this piece.
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