"I sought fit words to paint the blackest face of woe" ~ Sir Philip Sidney

How to stay positive in this chaos How to let go of the ego and grow old gracefully with the world on fire who divines mineral water with rod touching my hands firmly but lightly, crow observes this strange occupation to learn stale acts of wisdom without desire tailor-made for experience, the yod assigns activities as understood yolk in the face for the lost boys who yearn positively for a brighter future ostensibly people care, try to help sit in a classroom where there is no cure in schools, with no practice, but pups to whelp time lost in boxes, where there is no good ivory tusks of elephants, beauty visions of the ephemeral, stolen embrace the beautiful and the grotesque insanity to accept harm, duty notwithstanding, murder of animals this being ivory and tusks broken history observes what is camusesque if not quite kafkaesque, in a nutshell sinister Hamlet, out hunting narwhals chaotic disinformation, random how Rosencrantz and Guildenstern stumble abse...