Monday, February 23, 2009

Morning Zen

Life is good. Why does the mind mess with us so? A thought creeps in, unfounded and silly and old. That thought is a worm. Slithering through. Dissect it and dismiss it and again it creeps back up.

3 comments:

Anonymous said...

the worms crawl in, the worms crawl out. the worms play peanuckle on my snout.

kinda makes you wonder what this nursery rhyme is really about...

m

happy monday, and remember, when life gives you worms, go fishing or go to the doctor...think i will stop now...that kinda didn't sound too good....

Anonymous said...

Odd. I was logging on to ask what you know about Dorian's Worm Travel Theory..and I find this entry from yesterday. Coincedence? I don't believe in them. Do you?

So, what do you know about worm travel?

Anonymous said...

yeah, Mr. Boatman, what do you know about traveling worms? (not to be confused with traveling with worms. hole other issue. as opposed to the worm hole issues.....)