Narf!

Hat off to my own body:

I have my life (here, home and law are separate)

Making rights without God is not what I thought I wanted.

I was needing a sense of reason for being rude.

Rude:  construe as that which allows love to make itself reasonable.

(That being nothing.)




Intelligibility being both question and answer, I feed my body for
Open laws.

These will make you want running around to be laughter.

I can hope for lakes and for dreams of peace.
I can read what is there:  Openness was the reason for my rank.

A large laboratory for all.
That is the heavy dream of a lab mouse.
Narf!