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Summer Solstice 2019 Part 1

Friday, June twenty first, two thousand nineteen at eleven fifty four ante meridian eastern daylight time finds Earth's North Pole tilted closest toward sun. This demarcates most daylight hours of the year for people living the northern hemisphere. Just shy of high noon sun (less than twelve hours from drafting these lines) nearest star in solar system reaches highest point in the sky. Hence hasty intent to beat buzzer sound dashing off riding figurative one seahorse open sleigh madly awk cross cyber sea, aye rudder sally forth (slogging thru virtual flotsam and jetsam) with poetic obeisance paid to average size ball of Earth, wind and fire, my out of this world quasi stellar benediction, since Earthlings traveled thru space/time continuum circa Stonehenge, or perhaps bajillion years ago, when predecessors of present day primates (coon sitter terribly less a bomb bin hubble), versus twenty first century *****sapiens predilection for total mortal kombat graphically spiraling downward zeroing (kamikaze like), analogy drawn, viz subjective mathematical roulette curves, albeit hypotrochoids and epitrochoids staining countless grains of sand, count them yourself, yielding result (somewhere very loosely

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