'Out of the cradle, endlessly rocking...'

Wednesday, March 6, 2013

i dreamed a dream...

     Chesterton sits by the river Styx trying desperately to write a perfect sonnet about modular curves and Fermat's Last Theorem. When he has completed the task, he will be allowed to drink from Lethe. He will then immediately forget that he ever pretended to know anything, and thus will be fit to enter the Kingdom of Heaven.

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