Monthly Archives: June 2022

Thought #31

When I was young
I chased their gossamer wings

Now I sit still
And they come lie with me

Math gets it right.
The normal sticks out from the plane.
And if everything is normal
There is no plane.

Life gets it right.
It’s normal to stick out from the plain.
And since everything is normal
There is no plain.

I am all alone.
You are all alone.
We are all alone.
Together.

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I am not alone.
You are not alone.
We are all
Together.

Each day, a new beginning;
Each night, a lonely end.

So greet each day with grinning;
’Tis night we must attend.

Some old folk are children
Some young folk are elders
Age and wisdom are correlated
But numbers do not cause insight