Fodder for Thought
The mind races,To the unknown finish line.The Triathlon of fear, envy, and lust is never won.The loser takes the medal.The strength of Hercules underscores my intent though,And the ramifications are fodder for my fire.Relinquish and revive. – Sinz Be sure to sauterTo the tauterOf the dodderDon’t totterJust be fodderAnd see the water – Esinz
The Die Is Cast
The good die young, the great die baffled. – SInz The amazing die wondering, The bizarre die happy,T he smart die stupid, The mean die nice, The nice die mean, The old die soon, The superior die incredulous, The forgiving die in bliss, The magnificent die bewildered.- Esinz
Tall and Small
Am I as tall sitting down, as I am standing up? – Sinz No, you are as small as you are sitting down as you are standing up. – Esinz.
Gurgle
Swim with the river. – Esinz …or sleep with the fish. – Sinz Gurgle, gurgle, always gurgle. – Esinz
On Seeking, Right and Wrong, and Those We Hate
In the ineffable streams of prognathory justifications of right and wrong, we should also seek the indemnification of the spirit of those we hate. – Esinz Words are not great enough to express the unjust, jaw jutting excuses for right and wrong. Those that are passionate in love, are likewise fervent in hate. I do […]
On Greatness
Greatness comes from being put into a circumstance not of one’s choice, and becoming part of a plan that remedies a situation that is greater than one’s trivial thoughts. – Sinz Greatness is great, but the trivial thoughts and actions of a sycophant are what make the world go round. – Esinz
Good & Bad, Up & Down
I’m not near as good as I think I am, Nor as bad as I profess to be. – Sinz But you do know more when up is down and down is up. – Esinz
Aloha / Surprise
When I come within 45 minutes of a warp field inclusion, all I have to say is, ‘Aloha.’ – Esinz Ah, but the surprise is always at the bottom of the box. – Sinz
Illiterate and Alliterate This
I’m so illiterate that I claim that I’m not illiberal, which is my word for illiterate. – Esinz Al asked me to alliterate an antiquated anthem of algorithmic anachronisms, and actuate my anastatic aphorisms. – Sinze
Tears
The Philosophy of Chaos, that leads stray souls of languor to secede the only tangible evidence of a thought, by talking out of the sides of their mouth. Never underestimate the stupidity of super smart people.It isn’t the the average bloke on the street that tears a nation to the ground. Hail to the massive […]