March 16th, 2008

always a tiger

people only do what they wanna do

sunday xxxii

oh, i'm not a fool in the ordinary sense: only in the scriptural sense of doing all the things the wise man declared to be folly, after trying them himself on the most extensive scale.

it warps itself a thousand times about what look to be open and inviting paths, only to lure the rider into blind and impassable spine-defended "bottoms of the bag," leaving him to retreat, if he can, with the points of the compass whirling in his head.

to be lost in the pear is to die almost the death of the thief on the cross, pierced by nails and with grotesque shapes of all the fiends hovering about.
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