humanism

Maybe none of us is ever whole.

Or maybe we start out whole,
and just keep leaving parts of ourselves behind in other people.

Maybe we become less and less whole.

.

That isn't a sad thought.

a fallacy

Part of me believes people who express things more eloquently feel them more eloquently.

i am a wide variety of serious

'Twas brillig, and the slithy toves
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe:

Turning and turning in the widening gyre
The falcon cannot hear the falconer;
Things fall apart; the center cannot hold,

To turn, to turn, shall be our delight
Til by turning, turning we come round right.