Jeezis Horatio Christ, I hate this voltage generator / "Therapeutic" muscle stimulator thing that I have to use three times a day. Four electrodes glued to my arm and low voltage zapping from the bicep to the wrist. Irritating as hell...
Still don't know why this is in Forum Games instead of Forum Discussions, but here it is, so, here's my random thought for the morning. I'm pondering this morsel of Hafiz wisdom & aspiring to be so profoundly wise that I have to duck my head when the moon is low, rather than live the base existence of the small man.
No small task, this.
The small man
Builds cages for everyone
He
Knows.
While the sage,
Who has to duck his head
When the moon is low,
Keeps dropping keys all night long
For the
Beautiful
Rowdy
Prisoners.
Good Stuff. Wisdom is to be passed around freely, not used to hold everybody else back. We're all on the same road, and who knows what might be accomplished, once the road is a little better lit?
The problem, of course, is people who eat bugs but are positive that they're the sage.