Archive for the ‘aging’ Category

Strangers heal us; friends leave us the way we are.

Get an education; sit at the feet of strangers.

Adventure out often; engage the most exotic person in the room.

Strange behaviors, the domain of the neighbors.

Most strange is the familiar.

Change is a common kind of strange.

Today’s stranger, tomorrow’s Park Ranger.

Insane is the strange we can’t reframe.

Relational friction is weirder than fiction.

The common perception that strangers are disinterested preserves the illusion of public safety.

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Blinkered we blunder.

Blinkered is careful, wide open awareful.

Small-minded is largely consequenced.

Confined is undermined.

Limit your outlook; limit your options.

Stricture blinkers.

Blinders dissect; wide open corrects.

Bias attacks; timid retracts.

Questions birth options.

Field of view — renew, renew.

Being human is about having a 210-degree forward-facing horizontal arc; being a god is about rotating ones head.

Wrinkles — skin twinkles.

To age, to ache, there is no brake.

Age, no rage.

Around the last bend, the mind wends toward the end.

To age we turn the page and gaze.

The highest ability won’t hold off senility.

Dotage is a phage; juvenescence is the rage.

Age onstage.

Age knocks off some of life’s oughts.

Age in the direction of sage.

Pubescence, midescence; senescence, tranqescence.

Banish clocks, erase meridians, remove wrinkles — stop not time’s fast, hard marching rot.