Words I Love

Good old english

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…

The Mourner’s Oak

The Mourner’s Oak

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…

A beautiful mind

A beautiful mind

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…