A Reflection On What We Deem Acceptable
To the darkness I would have never turned, if it had not been for such a crime unjust, though you grow within a home unearned, what shall you do when I am dust? On my vital essence you feast and dine, growing round and plump with your greedy lust, bathing yourself in my heart’s red wine, on
The members of my small, yet greatly appreciated fan base will be familiar with my willingness to offer nuggets of wisdom, especially about that which I love. When one sets out to explore the inner labyrinths of the mind, to find out one’s positive and negatively qualities, honesty is truly the best policy. Only then
I often go on writing binges and often stumble across nuggets of wisdom that seem to originate from my own mind. However, I think such nuggets often are the concatenation of all that I’ve read, in detail and in passing. Nonetheless, I offer a modicum of wisdom which may perhaps not be unknown of the
“I don’t see any use in having a uniform and arbitrary way of spelling words. We might as well make all clothes alike and cook all dishes alike. Sameness is tiresome; variety is pleasing. I have a correspondent whose letters are always a refreshment to me, there is such a breezy unfettered originality about his
C'est Acceptable? 