It's here because we, the lunatics, are masters of this particular asylum. None of us have the power to alter it, but we play here under our own recognisance. Nearest example I can think of is a bit like the plot of Escape from New York. We're penned in here, but we make our own rules, Snake ! There's a God, Heaven and Earth simile as well but don't want to upset anybody.
The Moving Finger writes; and, having writ. Moves on: nor all thy Piety nor Wit. Shall lure it back to cancal half a line, Nor all thy Tears wash out a Word of it.
I think I get it, UT. In other words, we're masters in our own minds but no real control over the nuthouse. That is maybe the best part of it. We are completely under our own recognizance.
I like that title, Serenity. I think you should try it. Or, we could try to make a list of interesting names first. You could choose the winner.
Very close Whicky!! An agony aunt usually has a magazine column where people who are going through a crisis or an agony will write in or send a letter to the 'agony aunt' asking for help.
Okay, kind of in the frame of reference. Did you know that nearly all businesses, stores, etc are closed for Thanksgiving. It's almost a spooky feeling and and interesting time to cruise around. It's probably even deader than Christmas day. Of course, that is changing rapidly with the Black Friday mania for stores to make big bucks. Soon, I expect them to start the Black Friday phenomenon on the 4th of July (that's hyperbolic, just to make sure).
Apparently I've been told today by someone that I look Jewish. Which is pretty interesting... I've had people ask me if I'm Greek, Italian, Portuguese or Spanish.
Perhaps the one thats tickled me the most over the years is "Are you Egyptian because you have a Cleopatra look about you?"
To which I said, Yes I am and I have a snake that talks to me. They just stared at me for a good 5 minutes.
I love how people can't quite put their finger on who or what i am.