he who heard it

by he who heard it twas the anthem of solitude trumpeted by silence heard by him alone thought of as the next step in a quieter age that would have been enough but because of the time in which he lived he had to write “silence is the anthem of solitude and always what comes next” on…

We Think We are Better, Liberals

Things that do not make us wiser, better, more intelligent, more compassionate, more caring, or an overall better person than other people, but that we think make us wiser, better, more intelligent, more compassionate, more caring, or an overall better person than other people: liberal beliefs friends with liberal beliefs current suffering stories of suffering history…

t kno

i think i know what i will have and then i don’t get that i get instead what i know not like butter i did not put on my own toast!

full

patient me-boy tuesday follows monday after monday is lived monday cannot rush itself to tuesday nor april to may nor now to where you want to be

$3 million

You can have fine wine. A second home. Private school tuition paid in full. Trips abroad. Four-star hotels. Gold club memberships. Unlimited credit cards. Yay!

quieter than cats

internal chatter may be increased by habitual external chatter i.e. my distracted chatty suffering morning mind may be due to my habitual whimsical singing, commenting, and chatting while alone i will try to be silent quieter than my cats