Let there be light... That was a joke, below is the verse. Cut Off and Back Again, a thumb-tip's tale... I cut off the very tip of my left thumb tonight. It did not hurt as much as I would have expected. I figuratively cut off a piece of my heart once, and that hurt soul deep. I AM... that is the truth, it seems I always have been since time began. Sure, maybe not in this current form, this monster organic machine I call "me". But, connected to it since there was "it" to connect to... spread out over time and space. I see that I am a part of the "Way", in the Taoist sense of the word. The universe congregating in my body and brain so that it can look back on itself and say... GREAT, NOW LOOK WHAT I HAVE DONE! ----- I've been White Rabbit rushing to my last day, and am only now beginning to see what the pocket watch has been telling me. It says to me... do you see my smallest hand, it shows you the thing of most importance. It shows that there is no
In every generation there are those that through no effort of their own rise to the top of intelligence and creativity. Then there are those that work like hell to scratch and claw one single brilliant and original thought from their stubborn mind. These are the musings of the latter type.