“They saw their injured country's woe;
The flaming town, the wasted field;
Then rushed to meet the insulting foe;
They took the spear, - but left the shield.”
―Philip Freneau
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And by a prudent flight and cunning save A life which valour could not, from the grave. A better buckler I can soon regain, But who can get another life again?
Archilochus
Sunday, June 5, 2016
Fantasizing About your Anxiety's
Some things dwel far too close to active consciousness...
Alas! my foul Flash Player again has failed. This is at least the fifth such time this year. 'Twould do no good, or else I would have wailed And railed against the Powers we must fear.
"And who are they?" you ask. I cannot say –– Nameless, faceless, hidden as they be. In plush palatial suites on us they prey Causing men to risk their sanity
Dealing with accurs'd upgrades eternal Might a peptic ulcer cause to dwell In the stress'd digestive tract infernal Making rounds quotidian a hell.
The blessings of modernity are mixed Had I been Czar, I would have had them nixed!
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Alas! my foul Flash Player again has failed.
This is at least the fifth such time this year.
'Twould do no good, or else I would have wailed
And railed against the Powers we must fear.
"And who are they?" you ask. I cannot say ––
Nameless, faceless, hidden as they be.
In plush palatial suites on us they prey
Causing men to risk their sanity
Dealing with accurs'd upgrades eternal
Might a peptic ulcer cause to dwell
In the stress'd digestive tract infernal
Making rounds quotidian a hell.
The blessings of modernity are mixed
Had I been Czar, I would have had them nixed!
~ FreeThinke
You'd probably have found the subject (sex) interesting, had you seen it. :(
Fantasizing About your Anxieties.
Just dotting the is and crossing the ts. :-)
Sounded plausible to me.
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