Thoughts: With Age Comes … Ignorance?

For me, wisdom does not seem to be growing hand-in-hand with age. Indeed, the opposite seems true: with every passing year, I seem to know less about the world--and my presumed place in it.

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Thoughts …

The homunculi leave us nothing but a drab fixity suspended in the isinglass of a dude named Albert whose variety shop we visit out of habit. Every morning the package of peppermint gum, because we think we know what peppermint is and believe we enjoy its flavor. Every morning the local paper, because we might…

Off Topic: Hate and War

Hate and war - the only things we got today An' if I close my eyes They will not go away You have to deal with it It is the currency -"Hate and War," The Clash Hard to believe, but it's 35 years since The Clash penned this song about society playing out in microcosm…

Thoughts …

“Look at him swing that freaking arm!” Blessed by the heavens, our town had its own human metronome by whom we set the tempo of our days. Fuzzy and disheveled, The Arm loped along warren and thoroughfare alike, always a clutch of worn paperbacks in left hand as if in counterbalance to the exaggerated arc…

Thoughts…

Lock up the night-soil men who prowl our secret alleys and cart away our ripest fruit. Kleptomaniacs all, they do their dirty work on our dime. They eavesdrop on confidences exchanged with our BFFs. They sell us offal, call it Ovaltine, then assure us it's a small world after all. Bored with larceny, they muster…