Poetry in notions
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Religion is
Being told there is an invisible being who wants all your money by a man who claims he has been chosen to guard all that money.
Brief shining hours
Looking back, corridors of my mind are lined with all of the people I have known at length or briefly, and I can see again, like an old movie, with pleasure or pain, in whole films or single frames, all of their faces as they once were.
Pointless
We all spend our lives now trying not to become data points on a graph.
Lifting veils
The process of ageing is one of lifting the veils, one by one, that hide the number of stupid people in the world, until you see clearly the horror, then you die.
