What’s yet — upset.
Upset sets up down falls.
We are easily upset; it is difficult to calm us.
Change upsets, then it becalms.
Excited and upset place the same weak bet.
Upset is the thief of time, slick trick and pick, crack chrono-crime.
Success upsets us, but disaster completely upends our psyches.
Equilibrium’s meridian passes through our delirium.
Upset, downplay, keep the lawyers at bay.
Free is glee.
Options are gentle; one-way is judgmental.
Free is me not bound by thee.
Freedom begins with a deep respect — for ourselves.
Freedom lies within the garden wall.
The obedient child is the free adult.
Love yourself; free me.
Free spirits don’t want to hear it.
The self-appointed critic frees no prisoners.
Allow choices; free the children.
The best defense is a good pretense.
Pretense and you and me is nepenthe.
A sham will wham and bam and slam.
Don’t pretend; there is an end.
In the end you won’t pretend.
To feign unity is to crush community.
Friends don’t pretend — too much.
Affect nothing; imperfect everything.
“Once upon a time” opens upon sublime.
Good pretenses make good neighbors.
The Age is the stage.
The evil gallop harder than the good to their own deaths.
One becomes a pillar; another bites it.
The fool scrubs the night and carries the day out in a basket.
Truth in a village, error in a pillage.
The Tower of Babel and Brueghel played scrabble.
The house on fire warms the neighbors.
Great paintings devour great artists.
When the painter plays the pedagogue, the students enter the artist’s fog.
Details rule the world; particulars govern the universe.
Turvy-topsy, burly-hurly, down-so-upy, Bruegel whirly.
There is a world of paint brushes; there is one Pieter Bruegel..
The lips that follow your arms follow your smile.
The soul is a party balloon; it rises on a ribbon of love.
Words are wily wizards; they wise up the wanton world.
Beauty is so magical her lovers tend toward bacchanal.
The cry of the first baby created the first civilization.
The blue flower contains the yellow sun.
Home is whir, slosh and hum; with soft sounds peace and rest come.
Dark chocolate is a unicorn, the lover’s tongue its forest home.
Music is quite magical; it makes love, “Oh, so tangible.”
Food is a great sorcerer; it silences untamed tongues.
As the sun burns and the glaciers ice over so the human heart grows hot and cold.
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