Since You Got Here By Not Thinking,

Many Of The Things Which Can Never Be, Often Are.

When You're Very Young And You Learn Something - A Fact, A Piece Of Information, Whatever - It Doesn't Connect To Anything.

But I Suppose There's A Lot To See Everywhere, If Only You Keep Your Eyes Open.

I Am The Terrible Trivium, Demon Of Petty Tasks And Worthless Jobs, Ogre Of Wasted Effort, And Monster Of Habit.

A Slavish Concern For The Composition Of Words Is The Sign Of A Bankrupt Intellect. Be Gone, Odious Wasp! You Smell Of Decayed Syllables.