Ingenium

Lacking ability,  a power greater than my own urges me on.—Ovid, Fasti 2.123 (8 CE)

Thus Ovid's Calendar, or Book of Days.

How to account for present ways?

Nothing lasting, nothing stays.

A sown whirlwind bears no fruit,*

Still, we must play it as it lays.

Folks' habitus is life's pursuit.

You will know them by their loot.

Much greater than a vibe, its root.

*Hosea 8.7, KJV: “For they have sown the wind, and they shall reap the whirlwind: it hath no stalk: the bud shall yield no meal: if so be it yield, the strangers shall swallow it up.”

August–December 2025