The two-week lockdown To bend the curve Turned into a year-and-a-half That bent our minds When
I’m not scared of the explicit danger I’m afraid of the implicit threats
Of course, the west Still thinks it’s the best And in the postmodern west The best is the worst Which is all well and good
No one seems to see (least of all me) that being all you can be isn’t about clutching superiority– it’s for abjuring mediocrity
Which came first The morals Or the justification Hint: The #1 excuse
We pass through birth, life, and death like H2O phasing through ice, water, and steam so yes
When you come in peace I fall to pieces And then collect myself For the gathering storm
Your ego never knows it’s there Until you greet it Which you do By addressing the other
Some people have baggage; I come with furniture Fortunately, my wife enjoys rearranging
People don’t like surprises so I tell them they’re in for a real surprise which gives them something to look…
A student’s job has always been to put received knowledge into their own words or, more simply to state the obvious
Originally it was about Michael Bike and called Bike Rider
The last waltz isn’t over until they come waltzing back in
God gives us what is necessary but not sufficient because nothing is ever sufficient
Don’t talk to strangers; Sing with them