…a wee contemplative post for yeez… click on the clip and listen while yeez read…
…the beautiful truth that has resonated with this ol’ Jurassic for quite some time now, is that the next perfect person I meet will be the first one… oh, sure, like most of us, I’ve had my pinnacle moments… yeez know the kind… those delicious passages of time when yeez want to carve them out and keep them forever, they feel so good… selective mem’ry on the other hand, often deletes the nadirs… the occasions when yeez have f**ked up royally… and realise all too late the sagacity of the writing of Omar Khayyam,
‘The Moving Finger writes; and, having writ,
Moves on: nor all thy Piety nor Wit,
Shall lure it back to cancel half a Line,
Nor all thy Tears wash out a Word of it…’
…as yeez might surmise, I’ve been indulging…
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