Fishing is a delusion entirely surrounded by liars in old clothes.

For all of the creeds are false, and all of the creeds are true; And low at the shrines where my brothers bow, there will I bow too; For no form of a god, and no fashion Man has made in his desperate passion, But is worthy some worship of mine; Not too hot with a gross belief, Nor yet too cold with pride, I will bow me down where my brothers bow, Humble, but open eyed.

Pity the meek, for they shall inherit the earth.

the high cost of living isnt so bad if you dont have to pay for it

The things that I can't have I want, And what I have seems second-rate, The things I want to do I can't, And what I have to do I hate.

Insects have their own point of view about civilization a man thinks he amounts to a great deal but to a flea or a mosquito a human being is merely something good to eat.

Old godheads sink in space and drown Their arks like foundered galleons sucked down.