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stoner
stone (countable and uncountable, plural stones or (as unit of mass) stone)
(uncountable) A hard earthen substance that can form large rocks.
A small piece of stone, a pebble.
A gemstone, a jewel, especially a diamond.
(Britain) A unit of mass equal to 14 pounds (≈6.3503 kilograms), formerly used for various commodities (wool, cheese, etc.), but now principally used for personal weight.
(botany) The central part of some fruits, particularly drupes; consisting of the seed and a hard endocarp layer.
a peach stone
(medicine) A hard, stone-like deposit.
Synonym: calculus
(board games) A playing piece made of any hard material, used in various board games such as backgammon and go.
A dull light grey or beige, like that of some stones.
stone:
(curling) A 42-pound, precisely shaped piece of granite with a handle attached, which is bowled down the ice.
A monument to the dead; a gravestone or tombstone.
(obsolete) A mirror, or its glass.
(obsolete) A testicle.
(printing, historical) A stand or table with a smooth, flat top of stone, commonly marble, on which to arrange the pages of a book, newspaper, etc. before printing.
Synonym: imposing stone
waterflow
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death
One day, you and everyone you love will die. And beyond a small group of people for an extremely brief period of time, little of what you say or do will ever matter. This is the Uncomfortable Truth of life. And everything you think or do is but an elaborate avoidance of it. We are inconsequential cosmic dust, bumping and milling about on a tiny blue speck. We imagine
our own importance. We invent our purpose—we are nothing.
Enjoy your fucking coffee.