EXPLORATION. One of man's primordial desires that still burns in me. To visit, to sense, to conquer them all - places, adventures, flavors - gives meaning to life itself. As I stroll, roll-- sit, stand, spring, to shoot, on foot, on wheels, on air, to explore-- is my lifelong dare.
Thursday, October 31, 2019
Mr. Lamppost,
Mr. Lamppost, one cloudy day
He looked down on the road
which was all so gray.
There sat a cat, the world his abode.
It looked up as if it wanted to pray.
Mr. Lamppost saw the sky in its eyes,
and came to know beauty,
as they say.
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