1 + 1 = A Window

I watched a woman at lunch today ask a 10 year old boy whether 2 50 cent pieces make a dollar. She was serious as well. She wasn't testing him. Fuck me.

It's A New Dawn, It's a New Day, and I'm Kinda Feeling Fine?

'You enter the forest at the darkest point, where there is no path.
Where there is a path, it is someone else's path.
You are not on your own path.
If you follow someone else's way, you are not going to realize your potential.'

And thus spoke Joseph Campbell.

Enough of the quoting you fuckers say to me? Nup, Joseph Campbell is not relaying to me how to dissect the wounds. I'm past that now. The wound no longer needs dissecting. At this stage, the wound will remain. What is now required is moving to the right. To the right of the picture. The rest of the picture remains to the left. It still remains, we just won't keep going back there, even though the picture was quite stunning. Maybe later, we'll go back there. Time to enter that forest. I wish there was someone to light the way though, but, then again, maybe it would make life too easy.

Why The Title Changes

"Lush" (aka Sergei) emailed me today and proclaimed that I should die should I use the term "philosopher" to describe his sexiness. With this threat on my life, I immediately adjusted the title of the previous blog from "Dueling Philosophers" to proclaiming the 2 combatants. It could hardly be "The Philosopher Vs Lush", seeing as it makes no sense that a philosopher should go into battle against "Lush" who is a word whore assassin at best. So, I summoned the god of monikers and asked what title beholds the man behind the quoting of the conclusion of  "Mill On The Floss", and he replied, "A moniker for who?, Peter of The Clan Of Byrne? That Frazzled Haired Sexual White Chocolate?". Hence, the new title.