A Fool Who Persists In His Folly Becomes Wise.

The fool was a fool and the fool kept on fooling His eyes became red, nose blocked and mouth drooling The fool came to see, what the fool came to be Should he persist in his very own fueling Of fire and void - the fool was annoyed And so foolishly vowed to stop fooling. … Continue reading A Fool Who Persists In His Folly Becomes Wise.

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Poem 3

I remember being excited by things that happened around me. I recall brief moments of clear and humble interest in any given, apparently mundane moment. I become nostalgic about the way that life felt. I sometimes wish that now was more like then, but then again, it was only what it was, eternal; and never … Continue reading Poem 3