or, The World Is a Hypertext
You could say– We flatter ourselves that In knowing all seven basic colors We’ve implicitly mastered every po… As if they weren’t infinite and th…
Post-pandemic life is a broken rec… Where they keep saying If it ain’t broke Don’t fix it
When an American marries into a brood of Scots it’s a matter of when and not if we overdo it with the family tarta…
The only way God can love us all the same amoun… Is by loving each of us infinitely And the only way God can love each of us differentl…
Nature codes us for the road Man decodes and lo, a crossroads Where God goads
There are No shortcuts On an Infinite journey
I believe in a future in which man perfects the art of expressing his discontent in bushes that look like clouds
Yes follow the money but only because the money follows the pleasure
There is only one product but infinite ways to package it
My dissertation defense fell apart even as I read my title– The Bronze Age: A Golden Age of…
Modern research methods have detec… that there’s no such thing as a ba… leaving scientists puzzled as to w… the whole bunch is still spoiled
When people say I live on my phone I wonder how they withstand the pr… Of eight tons per square inch
The cover-up is always worse when there’s no crime
When I was standing in the shallow end I really believed I was all in only later coming to realize
When people ask Business or pleasure? I want to say Life’s only pleasure Is unfinished business