A collection of thoughts and anecdotes from the mind of a more or less bourgeois mathematician, writer, musician, thinker and psychedelic tripper regarding life among neurotics, social revolution, enlightenment, god, and all that...
Monday, October 09, 2006
A short poem I wrote around 2004 (i guess)
We come into existence for the shortest of whiles and busy ourselves like a cloud of summer mosquitoes.
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