Either you are sorting it out, or you are full of it.

Friday, March 25, 2011

Epigram #8

In a world where machines grow minds,

Serendipity is the saving grace of humanity,

Bodies trundling into situations

Without a thought to what is known.

posted by ferret at 2:44 pm  

1 Comment »

  1. i like this one a lot, especially the last two lines.

    Comment by Richard Watkins — April 6, 2011 @ 11:41 am

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