Cycle 28: Vacilando Furioso

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The Genius of Stupidity

Who needs intelligence when ignorance is my genius and fear is on my side?















Up against the other you see – you’re not who you want to think you are.















The Celerity of Idleness

In defense of idleness the lazy man becomes energetic.















All things being unequal . . .

Your hands were meant for better things, said the broom.








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