the god before me is but shadow, and to this shadow i feel inclined to solely bow to / die gott vor mir ist doch (adverb of the verb: to cast a) schatten, und zu dieser schatten ich fühlen geneigt zu allein neigen zu.*

a woman is an animal that learned
to speak...
      man... an animal that learned
to think!

there are but two impulses for
a... grr... a philosophical narrative -
systematisation and inconsistency -
perhaps i'll dare to add
                     in effect,
    a compliment - contradiction...
although the reason why
ridicule is so annoying,
  is that you are unable to contradict
yourself...
to ridicule is to make the other
party unable to make themselves
ridiculous...
              ridicule attaches the other's
sternness being mingled with a rigidity
of being unable to poke fun at
themselves...
                      the english are mostly
afraid of being ridiculed,
in that they are afraid of being unable
to poke fun at themselves,
retaining the stiff upper-lip...
             ridicule = to be unable
                         to be ridiculous,
or... recite a Monty Python sketch...
                   or sing a cheesy pop song...
i can't even begin to even understand why
some much of englishness has rubbed off
on me...
               why i desire their women
but would rather walk a dog.
- then again: to ridicule is to become
ridiculous -
             in that one cannot appear
ridiculous when ridiculing...
then again that extends into:
         i'm really ******* riddled!
so there's a positive outcome:
to be ridiculed implies that you're
riddling... in that you
are entertained by the wrong type
of humour...
namely experiencing
the other's hubris...
        yet you're still the riddle...
they're still far from
what's to come...
                             a humbling;
arch, arch over before your shadow,
my dear Quasimodo.