for half an hour i forget both myself
and the reason for my venture.

men are to be guided in all they do
by reason and reason only.

and with language being like the sun,
which rears and then scorches,

and if life were along logics,
yet our existence is dealt the absurd.

a parable is only as clear as the
runny mud it's written in,

serving the server for moment;
the served still hunger for balance.

there is hardly a human error
into which men may not easily

be led if they base their conduct
soley upon reason itself.

for what's written about is man's reason
and really it's man's rationalization,
of himself to the Universe.

11/14/2005