Thursday, August 21, 2008


The bald man has a name, as surely as he has an unnerving monkey face grin he has name. Its pronunciation is lost to prehistory, buried deep in some distant ice age. The bald man has many things that no one knows about but himself, he prefers it that way. He hasn't always been so bald, neither was he ever so egregiously demonstrative, he has seen empires rise fall and has contributed some of his own. As time flows, things change it's the way of the world, adapt or die, be Nietzsche, be Darwin, be God, don't trust any of them, just be. The bald man knows this. He sits and shines his cranium till he can see a reflection of his own reflection of himself in the mirror on his head and he smiles.

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