It’s hot and I’m tired of all the snoozing and naps and ahrrrr
A 15km route that took 6 hours.
“Until one has loved an animal, a part of one’s soul remains unawakened.” I think Anatole Frances wrote the quote…
Warsaw by night
Erwin Schrodinger aka Oscar Goldman
I can now be found here.
Heavy ego needs wheels, That’s how it rolls, Am bored now, Mr. Camus.
I am become death, My empire of dirt, Destroyer of those around me.
There is no spoon, So why does it bend, That is the game behind the game.
Acrylic on canvas
Days of introspection, Deafening silence welcomed, A genuine fake.
Brothers under the skin, Shenpa surfaces for breath, Autopilot.
Chimps fishing for ants, Mind seeks poise via contrast, Oh equanimity.
The original…raw and unfiltered
I used to write lessons here, Trump fascinates, Can’t remember how.
Seeking the space, Contrast implies duality, Intelligence gone.
Living the Rodriguez, Animation suspended, Empty minded
Half way through the game, 43 more to go, This is it, isn’t it?
I do love page 45…