Random Rambling

Teatime
Teatime
When I was a young writer, I had so much to say and felt it desperately needed saying. Life. Death. Love. Need. Loss. Trials. Errors. Tell the story, save humanity from itself.

And then I grew up.

And now, it’s all so clear to me. I know nothing. And have even less to say about it.

The Ignorance of Youth is the Gift of the Gods.

It’s the intoxicating brew that lets us step into the unknown, full of confidence that we, in fact, know EVERYTHING.

It’s a limitation of the brain that makes an acorn think it’s an oak tree. The potential is there, but an acorn is no more an oak than a College Kid is his Father. But who thinks he’s the better of the two?

The Secret’s Out

Teatime
Teatime

“The secret of health for both mind and body is not to mourn for the past, worry about the future, or anticipate troubles, but to live in the present moment wisely and earnestly.” –Buddha