The Puzzle of Our Existence

In the beginning, the world, as we know it, was created. It doesn’t really matter how, it just was. And, in the beginning, like a puzzle, the first edge was formed. For the sake of argument, let’s say that time moves in a line from left to right, so it was the left edge. The […]

Scissors; What possesses these fickle things?

Time to trim the sideburns as, apparently, I’m not a “mutton chop” kinda guy. I grab a nice pair of barber scissors and trim the mass down on the right side of my face; all good. Switch hands and go for the left; the hair folds into the scissors. I turn them 180 degrees; same […]

The Point of the Highland Thistle

“The Point of The Highland Thistle” At the Vernal Equinox, the Scottish Highlands have always yielded before their Dark and Mercurial Sky, who once again is forced to endure Lady Spring’s conspicuous and gaudy arrival. As She approached, the curmudgeonly Sky, turned and peered into the distance, greeting her only with silence. Lady Spring, irritated […]

Tolerance, a double edged sword

I love the words “to tolerate” Ever Sardonic to the end Yet so peevishly human For our existence demands it presence Thou Valor refuses its aim As history shows its futility We endure those who preach it For tolerance is thought a virtue And to be intolerant, considered a sin yet a Tyrant counts on […]