Ingenium

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

Thus Ovid's Calendar, his Book of Days.

How to account for present ways?

The sown whirlwind bears no fruit,*

Nothing lasting, nothing stays.

But we must play this as it lays.

You will know dudes by their loot.

Folks' habitus is life's pursuit.

Much greater than the 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.”

Wednesday, August 6, 2025