Fool
"Better a witty fool, than a foolish wit" - Shakespeare.
Haven't they been the wisest people of all time, the all-knowing bystander who sees the greatest truth. They show us the bitter truths that we unwisely choose to ignore. The joke is eventually is on us.
It is a bitter pill to swallow when we are told of our faults. We reason with these accusations, foolishly. We face inertia in embracing the truth. We run, we deny. In all futility. It is just a case of delayed ramifications.
Haven't we been told that facing up to our troubles would make them smaller and they would shrink away. Running away would make them bigger. Yet what is with this obsession to run? Obsession, I stress. How the foolish wit would conjure of clever ways to hide and present this flawless life story.
This beautiful mosiac piece of our life it may seem. Yet it is fundamentally flawed.
This farcarde.
Haven't they been the wisest people of all time, the all-knowing bystander who sees the greatest truth. They show us the bitter truths that we unwisely choose to ignore. The joke is eventually is on us.
It is a bitter pill to swallow when we are told of our faults. We reason with these accusations, foolishly. We face inertia in embracing the truth. We run, we deny. In all futility. It is just a case of delayed ramifications.
Haven't we been told that facing up to our troubles would make them smaller and they would shrink away. Running away would make them bigger. Yet what is with this obsession to run? Obsession, I stress. How the foolish wit would conjure of clever ways to hide and present this flawless life story.
This beautiful mosiac piece of our life it may seem. Yet it is fundamentally flawed.
This farcarde.
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