Tuesday, February 21, 2012

At the foot of the Scala Naturae


[Note:  We are at the eve of Lent. 
And in these pages,
politics mathematics  and movie-musings 
must needs recede 
in favor of meditations 
upon first and final things.]


In this place, we celebrate -- nay, glorify -- our buddies the bugs:


And in this place, Murphy (more mystical than we) manages even to praise those less-than-animals, less-than-orchids:  the weeds:


For we are each -- dandelion, ladybug, or algebraic geometer -- one rung on the ladder, that leads (through rising ranks of angels) that ascends (past our understanding)…. to Him.


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