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Braving the Days: And then there were five by Jordannah Elizabeth
I am the youngest of six of my father’s children. There was a balance that was so precise, it could cause one to think of divine alignment in precedence of considering coincidence; scientifically, there are minimal variables regarding the combination of genders (with respect to nonbinary and trans human beings). Therefore, numbers could minimize the…
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Braving the Days: Blue by Jordannah Elizabeth
It is such that no one knows, all the ticking of seconds, hours passing as if the were three at a time; nine hours, twelve, the daughters if dawn and the orbed deities who exist beyond the veil of time and the cloak of destiny. I, a soul, like any other, has seen the rejuvenation…
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“What the Hell is Hauntology?”: A Reading List for 2019’s Theme by M. Perle Tahat
2019’s theme for TERSE. is hauntology: nostalgia for lost futures. As our columnist Jordannah Elizabeth bluntly asked, “what the hell is ‘hauntology’?” Hauntology, as we’d like to explore it, is a way to describe a phenomenon related to resonances of traumatic events; a coming to terms with “what’s been done” in the present based on…
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“Braving the Days: Spring and the I Ching” by Jordannah Elizabeth
There are five I Ching cards sitting on my bookcase. Out of 64 cards, five jumped out at me…or I should say, they were pulled by a vivacious one year old who was visiting my home with her mother. It was a chilly Saturday morning and we all took a walk to get breakfast and…
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The Chemistry of Mayson W. Burnham and His Surrounding Universe by Cavin Bryce
Ninety-nine percent of Mayson W. Burnham is composed of these following elements: oxygen, carbon, hydrogen, nitrogen, calcium, and phosphorus. Roughly zero point eighty five percent of the Mayson W. Burnham is composed of potassium, sulfur, sodium, chlorine, and magnesium. As with all matter, an incredibly minute amount of Mayson W. Burnham is composed…
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Braving the Days: Permission and Decision by Jordannah Elizabeth
I have been maintaining that the day I turned 30 was the first day of my life. I felt my first 29 years of life were just about me getting my feet wet and learning the systems of my culture, of metaphysical realms, of behaviors and relationships – and age 30 was when I began applying…
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The Waiting Room by Wes Bishop
God waited for the end of the universe. God had begun existence lonely, and God would end it the same way. Scanning the universe once more, God was not surprised to find no sentient being left to talk with. At this late hour in the universe, everything had shrunk down to the size of a…