the icy mountain plays hide & seek in the clouds like a five-year-old playing the game for the first time, ever
Hide & Seek [Kyōka]
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The Torrents of Spring by Ernest Hemingway
Right Ho, Jeeves by P.G. Wodehouse
Humour: A Very Short Introduction by Noël CarrollJourneys start with a cattle-prod jolt & a kick in the soul -- not at an airport, or a ferry dock, or a taxi stand, or at the curb. By the time you've gotten that far, you're already traveling. By the time you've "decided" to go, you're already traveling. Travel begins earlier, if in the dark, because travel is not a dream, & only dreams start in the middle of nonsense. Real life flows down a continuous and unbroken stream of nonsense, drifting at a rate slow enough for your brain to make a movie of rationalizations, so that your brain can tell you: that you're in control, that you know what's going on, that you know what will happen next, & assorted and sundry bullshit like that.
I met a ram in Madurai, 'twas tethered to a pole. Though really it almost met me, taking its cyclic stroll. The ram's target was my keister, but its rope was too short. Saved by the narrowest margin; my path I did abort. The moral of this tale is clear. If you're in Madurai, give tethered rams the widest berth, or kiss your ass goodbye.

I Macbeth believed the Witches 'cause they said what he wanted to hear. Then he jumped the gun because his ambition outstripped good sense and fear. II Hamlet thought he saw a ghost-dad, but realized he might just be nuts. Still, his uncle was schtupping his mom, about that there's no ands, ifs, or buts. III Oh, Romeo, your timing sucks - be it in breaking up a fight, or being too quick to put vile to lip when a pause would make timing right.
I’m a Joke and So Are You: Reflections on Humour and Humanity by Robin Ince