Nothing wrong with borrowing other people’s life guidance principles. There are plenty of others with sufficient intelligence to learn from. You just have to hunt through a lot of haystacks to find them, and there’s a mountain of sifting to do before you’ve found the really usable information. Quite early on, I latched onto ‘the…
It was the saddest thing in the world, held like a worthless scrap in the palm of your hand. It was all you had. Your last seconds of me, cheap and easy. It cost you dear. You ran down the platform with it in your grasp, slowing, stopping where the platform tipped into the grass…
Ah! This fickle race! The shelf-life of an idea is five minutes, and then it has run its course. Everything has its implicit use-by date, it’s five minutes from now, and if it’s not past yet, then you’re chasing it, hoping to see it off and land the next fix of fresher than fresh novelty.…
Damn my eyes on the front of my head, leading me on. Damn my forward pointing feet. Damn the horizon never reached. Damn the sun with its repetitive days, all the places and faces touched but not held. Damn all the happiness, cracked at the weld. Damn my eyes on the front of my head.…
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