swimming in a puddle of insanity

If a man knows not what harbor he seeks, any wind is the right wind. -Seneca.

The poet only asks to get his head into the heavens.
It is the logician who seeks to get the heavens into his head.
And it is his head that splits. - G.K. Chesterton

currently listening to:
"Ashes and Wine" - A Fine Frenzy
"Cannonball"- Damien Rice

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