Born in what was part of the Austria-Hungarian in 1875 he quickly become one of the most prominent German language poets of his age
“Lord, what fools these mortals be!” Midsummer Night’s Dream by the man himself!
It picks up and echoes the sentiments of Sonnet 52, of longing and parting.
Beware the hollow follow.
Stupidity is the unknowing of being unknowing in my eyes. You just simply weren't aware. However, ignorance is being aware but not accepting, acknowledging or learning it.
If you do something for 30 it does become habitual. Though, is this like when you take a placebo- knowing it's a placebo?
Being daunted for no good reason is a speciality of mine.
So I told myself it was time stop and reconsider.