Many have made a trade of delusions and false miracles, deceiving the stupid multitude. There are three classes of people: those who see. Those who see when they are shown. Those who do not see. Blinding ignorance does mislead us. O! Wretched mortals, open your eyes! Nothing can be love or hated unless it is first known. Anyone who conducts an argument by appealing to authority is not using his intelligence he is just using his memory. The depth and…
Little Poem Press has published one of my poems in This So-Called Life. Edited by C. E. Laine and Kathy Kubick, it is a collection of the best of the TSCL writer’s group. I am honored to have been included. You can read some of my poetry at the VirusHead main site.
Found this in my ancient “humor” folder. It was probably sent to me in one of those old emails – after all this time, I still find this little collection of computer haiku very cheerful. The Web site you seek Cannot be located, but Countless more exist. Chaos reigns within. Reflect, repent, and reboot. Order shall return. Program aborting: Close all that you have worked on. You ask far too much. Windows Version crashed. I am the Blue Screen of…
Which flower are you?This symbolizes Poetry & Pride. You have a kind heart and enjoy the beauty of life. You have a love for the written word and may be a bookworm. Quiz By Lady Paje
And many more Destructions played In this ghastly masquerade, All disguised, even to the eyes, Like Bishops, lawyers, peers, or spies.. . . And Anarchy, the Skeleton, Bowed and grinned to every one, As well as if his education Had cost ten millions to the nation. Percy Bysshe Shelley, The Mask of Anarchy
They live by the rules / No matter the context / The rules always rule