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The Pre-Midterm Special....

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Applied Philosophy...

Plato, "Apology"
Well, Chaerephon, as you know, was very impetuous in all his doings, and he went to Delphi and boldly asked the oracle to tell him whether—as I was saying, I must beg you not to interrupt—he asked the oracle to tell him whether anyone was wiser than I was, and the Pythian prophetess answered, that there was no man wiser. Chaerephon is dead himself; but his brother, who is in court, will confirm the truth of what I am saying.

Why do I mention this? Because I am going to explain to you why I have such an evil name. When I heard the answer, I said to myself, What can the god mean? and what is the interpretation of his riddle? for I know that I have no wisdom, small or great. What then can he mean when he says that I am the wisest of men? And yet he is a god, and cannot lie; that would be against his nature. After long consideration, I thought of a method of trying the question. I reflected that if I could only find a man wiser than myself, then I might go to the god with a refutation in my hand. I should say to him, “Here is a man who is wiser than I am; but you said that I was the wisest.” Accordingly I went to one who had the reputation of wisdom, and observed him—his name I need not mention; he was a politician whom I selected for examination—and the result was as follows: When I began to talk with him, I could not help thinking that he was not really wise, although he was thought wise by many, and still wiser by himself; and thereupon I tried to explain to him that he thought himself wise, but was not really wise; and the consequence was that he hated me, and his enmity was shared by several who were present and heard me. So I left him, saying to myself, as I went away: Well, although I do not suppose that either of us knows anything really beautiful and good, I am better off than he is,—for he knows nothing, and thinks that he knows; I neither know nor think that I know. In this latter particular, then, I seem to have slightly the advantage of him. Then I went to another who had still higher pretensions to wisdom, and my conclusion was exactly the same. Whereupon I made another enemy of him, and of many others besides him.

Thursday, September 29, 2022

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Monday, August 1, 2022

The Cockroach King



Tantalized by the cockroach and its promise
I fantasized about soaring with golden wings (Flying with gold wings)
Hypnotized by the cockroach and its promise
I was compromised by a treasure
That was fit for fools (Lured by a fool's gold)

The hunter draws closer to its prey

Vacantly I was gazing at the mirage
I yearned to be an apostle
Of the selfmade man
Hopelessly I bathed in my ignorance
Desperately toking on the roach of irony

My fickle fortune beckoned
A treasure fit for fools

The hunter draws closer to its prey

I blindly wandered down the golden path
In pursuit of a misbegotten dream
The Great Gatsby whispered in my ear
The road from rags to riches leads nowhere

The grand illusion beckoned
With promises of deceit

The Cockroach King sits on his throne
With the Midas touch and a heart of stone
An empire built on guile and greed
A bleeding ground for those who heed

The grand illusion faded
The hunter snares its prey
I fear and loathe the cockroach
The mirage melts away

The Cockroach King sits on his throne
With the Midas touch and a heart of stone
An empire built on guile and greed
A bleeding ground for those who heed

Lured by a treasure that was fit for fools (Searching for the truth)
Lost in this labyrinth in search of the truth (With your promises of deceit)
Trapped in your kingdom built on greed and guile (Built on greed and guile)
Only to find the insects have multiplied

The Cockroach King of guile and greed
With a broken crown he's left to bleed
An empire falling to its knees
A bleeding ground for those who heed

I longed to be a disciple of the cockroach (Blinded-by-the-grand-illusion)
I was hopelessly (Blackened-wings-to-fly)
(The roach of irony)
Choking on the roach of fallacy
Thankfully (Burning-ashes-of-the-hunter)
(Actually when longed to be a disciple)
When the mirage finally melted
The impurity (Scattered-in-the-sky)
(Flying with black wings)
Of the cockroach was revealed to me

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