*image by Ben Harubin

 

A revolutionist once realized, and noted to no one in particular, besides his own ole'
rusty self, the following, (spelled with three “I’s”):
What you really have is whatever
is left after you have forgotten
or lost all you THOUGHT you had.

One ole City Philosopher I sometimes particularly enjoy, recently proclaimed,
“There are two ways of looking at everything; that way, and some other way.”

In the City panaceas don’t cure anything.

 

Here’s a “what-if” for you heavy duty troopers:
What if the brain molecules could speak directly,
without having to go thought the middle-man
stage of the tongue?

If EVERY one’s gonna dance you don’t gotta wax the bottoms of YOUR shoes.