Thursday, April 14, 2016

Poetry Break: Mighty Fine Distinction

Maybe Byrne's a Maybe-er?
Probably Not
Photo Borrowed from Byrne-ing Up

This traditionless proverb has not existed for a very, very long time:

Mighty Fine Distinction
The pen is maybe-er than the sword.

Its nonexistent 'proverbialness' stretches forever into the past.



At 8:05 AM, Blogger Carter Kaplan said...

Which reminds me, how is it possible to travel back through time with our imaginations, so passing through an infinite number of moments to at last settle into a clear picture of what it is Zeno is saying, let alone with any kind of true proverbialness? We move back from one moment to the next, but only to encounter another moment, so on forever, as the number of moments is infinite, and thus the proverbialness we seek remains perpetually an unobtainable carrot at the end of an infinitely long stick.

At 8:38 AM, Blogger Horace Jeffery Hodges said...

Such 'travel' would not be possible, so our memory must not work that way.

Jeffery Hodges

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At 12:19 AM, Blogger Kevin Kim said...

Gabriel Byrne's toast.

At 3:56 AM, Blogger Horace Jeffery Hodges said...

Always thinking about food . . .

Jeffery Hodges

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At 8:50 AM, Blogger Carter Kaplan said...

We're just about to set off. Are you coming?

At 11:17 AM, Blogger Horace Jeffery Hodges said...

I've already visited two and a half times!

Jeffery Hodges

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