Friday, April 27, 2007

Baconian

He was a learned man, a scholar of Shakespeare. Often he would recite several of his favorite soliloquies from Hamlet with unwavering passion. The inflections of his voice proved his thin-line balance with madness. And who could forget in high school where he first heard the infamous lines, "To be, or not to be: that is the question. Whether 'tis nobler in the mind to suffer the slings and arrows of outrageous fortune or to take arms against a sea of troubles, and by opposing end them?" He knew then how to grapple with the irrational reasoning of his own existence. He was doing it now, watching his mind quarrel between a living fool and a sleeping coward. The gentle rocking motions of sleep always called him in, perchance to dream.

1 comment:

Kristan said...

Ooo, nice tie-in at the end with the "perchance" bit.