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Geoffrey Chaucer (Le Vostre GC): Servaunt of the Kynge. Blogger. Wryter of verse. Wearer of litel woolen hatte. Deputy Forestere of North Petherton. He/hym/hys.
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How to ymprove higher ed
And win all the pryzes:
1) Hire manye facultye
2) Small class syzes
levostregc.bsky.social
How to ymprove higher ed
And win all the pryzes:
1) Hire manye facultye
2) Small class syzes
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Tech wythout heart ys harmful.

For a bettir future we need poetrye, creativitye, historical studye, love of languages, dreames, dialogues, new storyes, & intellectual curiositye.

We must fund & expand higher educacioun yn HEART:

H umanityes
E thiques
A rtes
R hetorique & the crafte of
T eaching
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Tech wythout heart ys harmful.

For a bettir future we need poetrye, creativitye, historical studye, love of languages, dreames, dialogues, new storyes, & intellectual curiositye.

We must fund & expand higher educacioun yn HEART:

H umanityes
E thiques
A rtes
R hetorique & the crafte of
T eaching
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alas once agayne not noticed by the MacArthur Foundacioun
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Thei did the Mash; thei did the Monstere Mash.
The Monstere Mash: beholde, sepulchral smash!
Thei did the Mash, and it kaughte on moost fast -
Hark, heare the Mash! Forsooth, the Monstere Mash!
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Influencers? Meanest thou the three Fates who weave, measure, and cut the whispere-thin yet iron-strong threades that bynde togethir all of spacetyme and that spelle out, yn sorcerous glyphs unreadable to any save the three, everyethinge that ys, was, or will be? Aye, Ich knowe of influencers.
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Peacehammer 40K: Paintinge litel miniatures of gardeneres, sculptors, academics. Trimminge hedges. Makinge friendes.
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I just hit 32,000 followers. With any luck, not too many of you will want to hit me back. Thank you all. I've been gere less than a year, and have about 90% of the following I got in 7-1/2 years on Xitter.

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All of these IPs beinge recycled and an Elric of Melniboné filme ys still not yn productioun
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🎵 Hey, gramerci for the lovelich bouquet
Thou art sweetir than a peache
Yet thou knowest not the lyfe of a showegirle, babe
And nevir evir wilt thou 🎶
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The best signe of an awesome restaurante ys big plush red leather seates yn corner booths lyke you are sittinge on a giant tomato hidinge yn the darke.
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Nosferatu be or Nosferatu not to be
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Influencers? Meanest thou the three Fates who weave, measure, and cut the whispere-thin yet iron-strong threades that bynde togethir all of spacetyme and that spelle out, yn sorcerous glyphs unreadable to any save the three, everyethinge that ys, was, or will be? Aye, Ich knowe of influencers.
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Peacehammer 40K: Yn the cozye glowe of the far future, ther ys onlye warmth.
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Peacehammer 40K: Fyve playeres supervise massive groupes of miniature curators as thei create the most fantasique museum yn the galaxye. Special rules for how everyone doth become friendes. Critical success on roll to respecte colleagues.
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Amazinge to heare about that conversacioun! It doth make myne herte glad to thynke that such a thinge did happen.
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Sed doctor, ego sum ipse scurra magnus Pagliacci.
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When astronomeres get drunke thei texte their exoplanets
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Ys a Werewolf Astronaut alwayes yn werewolf forme if thei go to the moone?
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🎶 Ther ys a place biyonde the wyrmhole
A place to loveres solelye knowne -
The brave, the hopeful, the lost, the worthye,
Peraventure me and thee!
Will not thou wende wyth these fooles and dreameres
To the planete we calle home?
We hope we wil greete thee soone
On Sanctuarye Moone 🎶