Pleasure, why not?
I told him that I didn’t believe him. Come on! You say that you can just give yourself pleasure any time? Put yourself into a trance that brings “intense…
I told him that I didn’t believe him. Come on! You say that you can just give yourself pleasure any time? Put yourself into a trance that brings “intense…
*Philosophy* has a Laboratory. Hell--which for all I know is the same as Heaven--is where we can best examine ideas about existence and the meaning of our…
Philosophy may deem time a fluid device Which moves from fast to slow at any moment With pointed black hands on a numbered face That spin inexplicably quicker…
A man, convinced, this always says: The world seems different than it is His challenger denial screams: The world is different than it seems
“Asserting one’s stance on the notion of absolute reality seems to evoke Xod. In humanity’s most severe moments of comfort-greed, the conceptual urge builds a…
Things outside of reality that are conjectured to exist must fall under an entirely new category. This category is referred to as “super-reality.” For years…
No sane man could possibly attempt to explain to another man what reality is. For now, a working definition of reality will suffice. Reality is everything that…
There is no way to prove what precisely happened between nothing and something. It is safe to assume that something did happen, although not entirely…
In the beginning, there was: well, nothing. It is shocking how disturbing that is to many of us. It is time for the general public to face reality, however. If…
There are three basic questions in life. Where did the universe and all that is in it come from? What state is it in now? Where is it going? To live is to…
It is safe, then, to assume that these same sensible people will find no ultimate goal, point, or crux of this written work within these paltry lines but will…
PREFACE: The beginning and ending of philosophy is much the same. Though the pursuit of wisdom is an honorable task, it has very little use for “sensible”…
That night there are two inspectors in the camp. I sit alone. I am approached. “I am Petruccio.” “And I am Festus. We are investigators.” I already know. “Did…
I am miserable. The audience laughs. Misery is always humorous when it is not your own. I am misunderstood. My words are my lines, my lines are the act. They…
Tonight we drink. Misery drowns quickly in wine and merriment. Lotario, no longer peddling his tickets, lies drunk on a couch. Feruccio dines but does not…
I step out into the ring. Words that once stuck in my throat now spill out. Truth can be a miserable lie to perform. “Why do I mourn?” The audience holds its…
I am Pagliacci, the buffoon. “Bravo! Bravo!” The audience shrieks in delight as Feruccio the Acrobat leaves the ring. Signore Gasparo steps into the center…
Who are you? ....We are the guardians of the Earth.... What are you? ....We are humans... Special humans? ...no...We are the correct humans.... But I am human…
Within, there are two parts to everything. In love -- apathy. In hate -- tolerance. In passion -- disinterest. In acceptance -- ignorance. In life …
Roger pushed aside the dingy rag that was his door “You’re home! Did the baker remember anything?” He sighed and said “Yeah, he was really nice about it. It…