David Hume

That David Hume, he wrote a book,
 So I thought I would take a look:
 Then all my time it did consume -
 He wrote a book, that David Hume

 To write his tome, he had no cause, 
For skeptical of cause he was: 
No he, no self, was there at home,
 He had no … Continue reading "David Hume"

This One Idea

Do good things come to those who wait? Or do they waste their days And months and years in wishing For the slightest of displays That what they hope for might come true? It’s hard to make a rule — That one could then encapsulate To teach at home or school. But this — this … Continue reading "This One Idea"

A Lethargic’s Point

We spend our days in scurrying We’ve people still to meet, and much to prove: And yet, for all our worrying, To get where we all go, we needn’t move

To Flourish

Instead of seeking happiness, We should all seek to flourish...