I really like the echoes of Rene Magritte’s “Ceci n’est pas une pipe”… so here’s another one.

I really like the echoes of Rene Magritte's "Ceci n'est pas une pipe"... so here's another one.
When you're no longer making choices, you might as well be dead. Don't be a train. Or do if that's your choice.
They say all writing is about writing. This obviously is. But I can't tell, is it self-flattering or self-depricating? How often the two are the same!
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