Greetings fellow adventurer! This is Kearth, and this is my Korner…er…Corner. Actually, I like Korner. Rol mentioned “Rol’s Ritings,” but that doesn’t make any sense at all. Plus, I got here first. More plus, I’m a better riter…er…writer.
This area is all about what I want to say—just me. And sometimes what other people want to talk about. But mostly what I want to say. Unless I invite them to say something, and then I am still in control, because this is my Korner, and that’s the write (ha!) thing to do.
I have so much great information to share that it would take a whole pile of websites to hold it all. That makes sense, doesn’t it? Of course it does. Anyway, enjoy…
Yes, I’m a Commuter Now
I have a job. I work. Can you believe it? I can’t, but it’s true even though nobody would believe it although it really is actually true—believe it or not—whether you want to or not and I know I don’t. Believe it, that is. Well, I certainly do now. How it happened was that I wanted a job. To make money. But, then, I couldn’t find anyone in my town who was willing to hire someone with my incredibly unique and one-of-a-kind skills and talents that I have that nobody else has and that are only mine and not anyone else’s if I (they) do say so...
read moreWhat Do You Know?
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 even unknowable by me which means that what you know and I don’t is more than just what I don’t know, it is...
read moreI’m Here. You’re There.
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 that made it clear that I was right in my earlier statement which was something about something, and I’m sure I...
read moreNever is a Long Time
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 as patiently and civilizedently as me, I might add. Yes, I just decided, I will add. Well, I don’t need to...
read moreWhy Don’t You?
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 telling the frustrated one that, but it just frustrated that person all the more. And no words were coming out....
read moreMask
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 little eye holes so I could see out—which is not very easy to do with the primitive tools I had at my disposal, I...
read moreCuriouser and Kuriouser
I found out recently that different people have different names for different things, or even the same things. I find that interesting and not altogether surprising, but still surprising just the same. And interesting. And curious. Interestingly enough, I decided to look into the matter. Call me Kearth the Curious…er, Kurious. Uncoverer of interesting and surprising and curious things. Let me start with a story. I like to uncover interesting and surprising and curious things. The end. So what is that story all about? It means that there are...
read moreWho is The Fool?
As I reflect on the celebration of today, and society’s long-standing, storied history of playing tricks on The Fool—whoever that may be in any particular case, or even anyone and everyone that one may meet, all day long—I greet this day with all of the seriousness and respect due to a one-day period of time in which subterfuge and chicanery of the highest sort are accepted and even applauded. Practical jokes have been played throughout the ages—from kings and queens to knights and rooks and pawns (I just made that up…I really don’t know if...
read moreAnt and Giant
I was thinking the other day about a couple of words that confuse me—ant and giant. See? They just confused you, too, didn’t they? How can they be so different and yet so similar? And which came first? Did someone name an ant “ant,” and then see something much bigger and since they were on a roll with naming they called the bigger thing a “giant”? Do you know what I mean? Does it make any sense to you? Do you wonder why I ask so many questions? I mean, can you just take the two letters “g” and “i” and put them together in front of a...
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