Telling truth
I know something you don’t know. The facts are indefensible. I know something I don’t know. Now that’s incomprehensible. The water wheels do grind the gears that chew the wheat to flour. The stones are worn down over years in small grains per the hour. The facts are here but not to stay; they vanish as we speak. They change before us day by day; What’s gone is what we seek. The thoughts and visions that remain thus dim and fade so slowly. Time’s accretions soon ingrained: What is was not once wholly. Past things are not what they were, And no more shall they be. On this we’d better just concur: Today is all we see.
Red button. Oy in all caps. Phony Hebrew script.
Cool poem...
Morning my friends...
Nothing interesting to report/say
Rainy and chilly today
I do have my Olaf shirt on that says:
Some people are worth melting for...
lol