The darkness drops again; but now I know
That twenty centuries of stony sleep
Were vexed to nightmare by a rocking cradle,
And what rough beast, its hour come round at last,
Slouches towards Bethlehem to be born?
~ Yeats
That twenty centuries of stony sleep
Were vexed to nightmare by a rocking cradle,
And what rough beast, its hour come round at last,
Slouches towards Bethlehem to be born?
~ Yeats
Currently up to no good at Stanford, nominally doing Math and Philosophy. Maintaining a blog like this is good for the soul——and good writing practice. See my effortposts for researched pieces.
An investigation into what the hell is goin on in Mongolia
So we do a little statistical analysis...
I'm reflective...pensive mode...I commit introspective acts