Tuesday, 14 April 2015

Cast a cold eye

That Tolkein's ring Sir Mortimer found
Fits no severed hand below Mohenjo Daro's mound
& Ekalavya suffers Khandava's pain
No upa-Nishaad, let Nala explain

Milesian misprision the Aos Sí detect
Nature is a Resource must defect
& Lob's theorem, by Zorn's lemma
Proves Puissance the Prisoner of its own dilemma.

Envoi
Prince! That thy silver hand its sword outlast
A but cold eye in that Smithy is cast.










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  1. Son Mars Mother Earth15 April 2015 at 12:10

    Hi windwheel,

    Looks to me like it's something related to ancient India. It also looks like it describes someone's self. I do not understand it though.

    I also want to tell you I just started a new blog on April 15, 2015.

    https://themarscolumn.blogspot.jp/

    It's a religious blog. I discuss religion there. Just for fun, as and when I get the time for it.

    SMME / Iniyavel Sugumar.

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  2. Anonymous19 April 2015 at 11:05

    Hi Windwheel,

    Are you on twitter?

    -AK

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