Zen and the Art of Being a Platypus
“When analytic thought, the knife, is applied to experience, something is always killed in the process.” – Robert M. Pirsig. Nuclear powered weasels frolic in the morning mist, as the chromosomes in my crooked toes silently tap to the rhythm of the spaghetti resting peacefully atop my chartreuse lawn mower. Okay, that was gibberish. I […]