which must one fear:
deliberations that do not inspire the doer
or blind glibness, wrought by a loose hand
I say, have said, might one day utter:
go! undertake projects that have no legibility
and taste the tomatoes that the squirrels knocked down
love fate? wisdom? the hairy valuation?
it must be known:
the worst of all phrases
guarantees won't allay the night
unless you can turn the orbit
and leave the system
thusly, aphorisms are the path to smart
and intelligence is a band-aid for the open
wound of the less-than-fully loved
Roman Ryan 