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A member of the Spanish foreign legion had a Scotch whisky to give him Dutch courage before meeting his Italian mistress. But he forgot to use a French letter and ended up with Asian flu that hurt worse than a Chinese burn… When he got back to barracks he told a friend “my weekend went completely Irish… maybe a Swedish massage would cure it .. Still, it could have been worse, I could have come down with German measles!”

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Written by Luke Dunn

May 22, 2018 at 7:26 am

Posted in Prose

Reflected Numbers – An Idea

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think about this

look at pi, its digits go on forever

3.14159265…

each successive digit moving to the right is an inverse power of 10. you could speak it as

3 units
1 tenth
4 hundredths
1 thousandth
5 ten thousandths
(…)
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Written by Luke Dunn

May 18, 2018 at 8:24 am

Posted in Math

The Hanged Man (poem)

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When they cut me down from the pedestal
I looked in the eyes of homeless people

on benches and in shop doorways
I noticed that self-same gaze

A thousand times beyond counting
I have glimpsed the eyes of Him
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Written by Luke Dunn

May 14, 2018 at 7:42 am

Posted in Poems

Shard (poem)

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A babbling stream is a flowing lesson
in how to treasure a thinking session

Inside a brain memes compete and swarm
what an interesting virtual life­form

The ecology of the mind is so rich too
but without the inner eye hard to view
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Written by Luke Dunn

May 14, 2018 at 7:16 am

Posted in Poems

Tangle (poem)

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My cadaver atomised in the tide of a gravity well
all I need for survival is just that one intact cell 

my silicon benefactor has graced me with continuation 
now free to orbit, deathless in a spiral celebration

real events are washed away into impermanence so fast
forgotten by the universe, unless it’s recorded to last
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Written by Luke Dunn

April 27, 2018 at 3:47 pm

Posted in Poems

The Number Pilgrim (poem)

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Although the hard path carries few rewards at first 
I hope at the wellspring of life to slake my thirst

slowly eroding these smooth boulders, my limits
The confines of neurotransmitter balance.

Doing my best to let cares wash away like glacier milk,
but I am also a wounded scientist

the detritus of a lack of diligence is strewn here
I have turned to god at times, needing to go clear
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Written by Luke Dunn

April 25, 2018 at 11:06 am

Posted in Poems

Concerning family arguments over climbing trips

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Dear Mary,

Here is a piece I wrote as a guideline for our coming trip to Kanchenjunga, after our disagreement.

Notes on why camping and travel equipment must be durable
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Written by Luke Dunn

April 6, 2018 at 1:04 pm

Posted in Prose