At the Beach

As I sit here, without a want, a care, no pressure I feel peace, contentment, and lesser Responsibility than I have felt since I was a child, When happiness was real, and the world was still wild. But my heart was tamed, by myths

Exercising Wisdom

Whenever I read Augustine, I wonder why I read anything else. I do not mean Augustine is the only author worth reading, but rather that the depth and profundity of his ideas seems to nearly eclipse the normative (and comparative) trash I regularly find