Constants

Selfishness, stupidity, horniness.

The reasons we exist as we are today.

First is all-pervasive. It is obvious. It needs no explanation.
The third is irrelevant to me at this point of time.

But stupidity, it's very nature implies that it does not know of it's own existence. Most saddening is the fact that because of it's obliviousness to itself one continues to commit the same follies again and again.

For hope springs eternal.

It's the concept behind things like the lottery. Or dating. Or dare I say religion.

But the lottery, dating, or religion, they are by no means the point of this post. They are mere arbitrary examples.

Stupidity is way too powerful to be focused on those three. It's everywhere. In others. In ourselves.

keepin' the clean sheet

I am a coward.

What could have been though, if not for the juvenile reengineering?

I'll be fine, As long as there's a bed beneath the stars tonight

Walked out this morning
Don't believe what I saw
A hundred billion other bottles
Washed up on the shore

I'll be fine if you give me a minute
A man's got a limit
I can't get a life if my heart's not in it

bowed, on his knees, almost down and out

Like diving and holding your breath, but when you break water, there's no air up there.

Also like doing so much work and realising that the thing that you kept thinking of to keep yourself going throughout the day is missing.

Worser Flight

Little fly,
Thy summer's play.
My thoughtless hand,
Has brushed away.

Am not I,
A fly like thee?
Or art not thou,
A man like me?

For I dance,
And drink, and sing.
Till some blind hand,
Has brushed my wing.