Tuesday, January 29, 2008
From: http://insurgelicious.blogspot.com Posted by J A G U A R I T O
The Philosopher's Cellphone, by Mark Silcox
"I've often thought that Plato's Cave was rather an exaggeration -
Mankind's fate is not a mere" - brring brring - "oh, damn, the phone -
Hello Imelda. Yes I did pick up the tickets at the station.
What? The dog? The carpet?? - soul-confining house of stone."
"It seems almost quixotic - use a dishcloth! Soap and lots of water!
Dishcloths, dishcloths... there should be one in the lavatory.
She's crying? Well, give her a bone! - The world around us seems to offer
More than just the dance of shadows in that allegory."
"And furthermore, methinks that while in Ancient Times - no peanut butter?
Right, I'll add it to my list. We're also out of floss.
There was a fairly short path from the stars straight down into the gutter,
Our Modern Age provides us with no corresponding loss,"
"When we turn our gaze from sunlight to - my indigestion's better; thanks,
It must have been that Egg Foo Yong, or p'raps the Chinese Tea
Be home in time for Jeopardy! - life's illusions in all their ranks
Our eyes will not be blinded to the aspect of eternity."
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