Ramblings II

– Each ambition of mine is on the active lookout for grapes as sour as the dashed-nosity of the ambition.
– I won’t kill Buddha if I meet him on the road. It’s too edgy.
– Frost had his miles to go and promises to keep. I need my eight hours of sleep.
– I doubt I would get along with Nietzsche (“philosophy with a hammer;” eek.)
– Lao-Tsu’s way is my way, but I cannot speak of it.

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