Philomeme

Young Fimble, whose spirit would often swoon, Had heard of a Kernel beneath a bright moon. A Sweetness Absolute, a miraculous boon, A truth ...

 

 Invariance unseen, the silent lie,  Truth is the stillness the winds deny.  We chase the waves, the skies that turn,  Yet flames of change ...

 I wished for the saying to always be true,  That falsehoods would sprint, but truth would come through.  Yet learning has shown me a differ...

When truth is scarce, those who possess it hold significant power.  By concealing enough truths, the value of the truths they retain increas...

Give me a story, tell it me true, just make it big and blue.  Now give me a red one, to make them rue, let me feel they gots their due.  Oh ...

 In cosmic threads, where stars are bound,  In ancient lore, where myths are crowned,  In fleeting dreams, where hopes are wound,  In endles...

 

There are a lot of things we could know. Our brains are very small. Can we know it all? Can we even get close? Should we ever stop trying?...

Freedom is so basic to our culture we tend to take it for granted. When asked “Should we be free?”, citizens of western societies will co...

I caused my coffee to brew. I got the beans out, ground them, put filter in pot. I filled up the water, poured just the right am...

My hand is poised by the handle of the coffee cup. I desire the coffee. I desire to prove I have the free will to not take the coffee. ...

They lie Those who know all They LIE Why It matters not But they lie Truth is Subjective rot Truth IS Sought Like a ri...