3/10/14 {my take on Shakespeare’s “all the world’s a stage”} The grass was a lurid green, wildflowers minuscule, half hidden glowed cadaver-white. Clouds like angry monsters, puffed and bloated, roamed the sky, a plastic blue pragmatic mass under which we mortals lie, and scurry like insects to and fro through petty drama ’til we…
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Roger Bannister would turn in his grave. . . . wait he isn’t dead yet.
I ran on The Track today. It was laughable. It took me about 10 minutes to muster the courage to walk onto it (as there was a soccer match going on in the center). When I finally entered, I decided to do a 400 as fast as I could. There was a super tall, skinny…
School + my opinion of YOLO + stuff
Get this: the track where Roger Bannister was the first to break the 4 minute mile is five minutes walk from my house. Reflect on that. If you are a runner, marvel. If you are uneducated in the ways of running, just think, “Oh, that’s nice,” and read on. I momentarily considered writing a post…
*The world is full of nonsense – {post-math musings}
The perversity of man’s order! A paradox. What we call opposites – dissimilar to each other in every aspect of their beings – we associate together, making them similar in dissimilarity. Those who refuse to agree, agree in their agreement to disagree. We call 1 “small “and 1000 “large”, but call 1000 “small” when 100,000,000,000…