Our empathy is very low, Our hubris very high; And each is kept right where it is By its own special lie — We do not empathize because We’re told that we cannot: If you’re not in a group, as such, You’ll get told that a lot So people balkanize, and then Tend to their … Continue reading "Bonds of Unity"
Ignorant, the prior ages; Yet, oblivious somehow, Blind to their own limits. Gladly, We’re not like that Now
i do not hold life's answers here.
What is the probability of us having no real idea what the probability is?
I wish to be delivered, daily, please.
With apologies to the famous Balliol rhyme.
Many things we think we know, we don't.
So impressed are we by the works of our hands So proud are we of the works of our minds That we’re surprised by the devastation wrought By the works of our hearts