Journals of Lord Malinov

the poetry of madness

proved

I was working through Euclid's Elements, proof by proof.  Even in basic geometry, there are required leaps of faith. 

I am, but who can say what I am?
I was, but none can say what I was.

M

posted by: Malinov at 15:01 | link | comments (3) |

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#1  02 December 2005 - 14:06

 

Only you can say what you are...
Only you can know what you were...

I think you were trying to give me a riddle. :-)

solyluna

#2  02 December 2005 - 15:16

 

a perversion of the bard
the reversion to man
from ass

i find, more and more, my memory of literary bits tend to become distorted through constant repetition and impulsive creativity

good answer, nonetheless

M

Malinov

#3  02 December 2005 - 19:47

 

I think nobody really knows sho s/he is...maybe you can analyze what you were,but analyze doesn't mean to know. In my opinion, science isn't the answer.

BallAndBiscuit

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