
Good old english
Thou dawdl’d not bringing me fro Æther to Nether, Still, duringly cling I on to this heather – Dew-scentéd blossom; thou wast pristine, The sweven of thee ne’er will I cede, my colleen. Drat this creature of memories ill, Foolhardy…

Thou dawdl’d not bringing me fro Æther to Nether, Still, duringly cling I on to this heather – Dew-scentéd blossom; thou wast pristine, The sweven of thee ne’er will I cede, my colleen. Drat this creature of memories ill, Foolhardy…

The physical, metaphysical, delusional and back… This is what’s running in the back of my head ALL the time, car, iPod. Here, they shall gather… Among its bows and hither. In the spring or summer sun, bright are the voices…

And a Man sat alone, drenched deep in sadness. And all the animals drew near him and said, “We do not like to see you so sad. Ask us for whatever you wish, and you shall have it.” The Man…

Speech from the movie A Beautiful Mind: I’ve always believed in numbers and the equations and logic that lead to reason. But after a lifetime of such pursuits, I ask: “What truly is logic?” “Who decides reason?” My quest has…