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Future Imperfect

November 28, 2022 by David Horton, posted in literature

In old age we need an additional grammar tense – the Future Imperfect.

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Decline and Fall

April 12, 2022 by David Horton, posted in literature, poetry

Seeing myself

in the mirror

before and then

after covid

is like seeing

the picture of

Dorian Gray

ageing in just

four days instead

of eighteen years

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Posterity

September 20, 2020 by David Horton, posted in History, literature, poetry

Alzheimer,

Addison,

Parkinson,

I’d hate to be

remembered

as the name of

a horrible

disease. Though it

might be better

than not to be

remembered

for anything.

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Fresh air

August 16, 2020 by David Horton, posted in cancer, History, literature, poetry

I was not
aware of
taking my
first breath and
I will not
be aware
of my last,
but all the
others were
precious.

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Losers

July 9, 2020 by David Horton, posted in atheism, cancer, History, literature, poetry

The sign at the

Supermarket

checkout proudly

said “new winners

every day”,

which is a much

better deal than

we all get at

the Life checkout.

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Dustbin

July 4, 2020 by David Horton, posted in atheism, History, literature, poetry, science

I am as

certain of the

non-existence

of a god

as I am of the

non-existence

of mermaids,

werewolves,

goblins,

yowies,

easter bunnies,

pixies,

bunyips,

jack frost,

unicorns,

yetis,

tooth fairies,

minotaur,

leprechauns,

father xmas,

nessie,

gorgons,

poltergeists,

dragons,

aliens,

and ghosts.

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In the old days

March 11, 2020 by David Horton, posted in Bon mots, History, literature, poetry, science

Oh, those old

university

lecturers

of mine. How

ancient

they were, fossils

lecturing

about fossils.

Why they must

have been at

least forty

years old, some

even fifty!

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Doctor who?

March 9, 2020 by David Horton, posted in Bon mots, History, literature, media, poetry, science

The shelves of

the World’s

libraries

are filled with

millions of

books by unknown

people who

thought writing

a book would bring

immortality.

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Doubtful

March 9, 2020 by David Horton, posted in Bon mots, History, literature, media, poetry, politics

I doubt the

benefit of

giving most

people the

benefit of

the doubt

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Robotics

February 22, 2020 by David Horton, posted in atheism, evolution, guns, History, literature, poetry, politics, science

Religious

Robots is a

better name for

fundamentalists

of all

religions

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Hammering on the mind’s door

“I think we are well-advised to keep on nodding terms with the people we used to be, whether we find them attractive company or not. Otherwise they turn up unannounced and surprise us, come hammering on the mind’s door at 4 a.m. of a bad night and demand to know who deserted them, who betrayed them, who is going to make amends. We forget all too soon the things we thought we could never forget. We forget the loves and the betrayals alike, forget what we whispered and what we screamed, forget who we were.” Joan Didion

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