AREN’T YOU TOO YOUNG TO BE WRITING APHORISMS?



Hold soft the hammer
Lest you be the nail one day

Drink knowledge in gusts, into guts
As if stranded in a desert

Know that desires
Are there, not to be fulfilled
But enjoyed for the passion they ignite

Hope all you want
Though know it is for its own sake only

Follow not your heart
For the heart is deceitful
The heart is true the heart is chaste
Yet it recoils from its’ own shadow

Never give advice to your offspring
About wanting being real
Wanting doesn’t mean getting
And that you are also made of all else
And all else also have wants

The hare got cross with the mountain
But the mountain was unaware
(Turkish proverb)

No action is blessed
Lest it benefit someone else

Hope is no less an illusion than the world

Think of the visceral often
Scent of Man, tissue teeming
With a myriad of organisms
Marvel at the miracle of love.



9 March 2008