Not a surprise, I am lucky that 1) I had him as my grandpa 2) that I got to say goodbye to him when he was of sound mind 3) that he lived as well and as long as he did.
other side and poetry opening the door and letting us walk through to live in it. To me poetry is the Tao. Specically, the first verse of the Tao te Ching, concerning the way that can be named is not the eternal Way. The name that can be named is not the eternal Name.
Carl wasn't a funny dummy, a charismatic asshole, or a dangerous heel - he was just radically boring and absolutely painful to listen to. I couldn't get past his character.
You accidentally send "I love you" to the wrong person. They reply, Finally. I’ve been waiting three years for you to say it, What are you doing next ?