Kearth’s Korner

Really. Tell me. I’m curious. It’s not a joke. I’m wondering what you know. Actually, I’m wondering what you know that I don’t.  Here’s why: I don’t know why. If I did then I would know what I don’t know and that is at least partially impossible, if not completely, and I know why. I couldn’t possibly know what you know if what you know is something I don’t know because by you knowing what I don’t it is unknown to me and possibly...

I think that’s right. Isn’t it?  Now, you may disagree and think that from your perspective you’re “here” and I’m “there” although that doesn’t sound right. No, it doesn’t. Not at all. How can I possibly be there and not here? I’m always here. Aren’t I? I think so. I know so. I mean, I think so. It reminds me of a story.  Once upon a time…  Well…actually…I forget the rest, but it was a good story. It’s about something...

I realized today that never certainly is a long time. So is always. I was waiting in line at the market to get my lunch because for some reason I forgot to carry with me a peanut butter and sardine tail sandwich that I eat practically every day, and twice on some days, incidentally. I was just standing there, waiting and waiting to be waited on, and I saw and heard a family in front of me. Mostly heard. They were waiting, too, and not...

Isn’t it interesting how things are? I mean really interesting. For example, words and phrases. And questions. Don’t forget about questions. In fact, questions may be the most interesting of all. For example, I was frustrating someone yesterday. Really, really frustrating them. I mean, a good, old-fashioned, I-want-to-snap-a-large-shade-tree-in-half-with-my-bare-hands, sincere frustration. And it wasn’t my fault at all. And I kept...

Sometimes my mind wanders. When that happens, I…

I wore a mask today. I wanted to sneak up on villagers and then yell, “Ahayoohoooey!” and scare them. At least surprise them, maybe befuddle them, possibly flummox them…you know. Anyway, here’s what happened: I wanted a good disguise, so I found a small-but-slightly-larger-than-head-size barrel. It was open on one end so I tipped it upside down and put it on my head so it rested on my shoulders. I couldn’t see. So then I cut out...