**Philosopher’s Club**
I know I am a primate
When I feel most primal,
And not my primary instinct
Is to try to think...
But can a caveman
Escape the allegorical cave
In an era of man caves?
I sit upon the philosopher’s stone,
For a philosopher-king has
No better throne—
And this throne has no games.
Paradoxes and puzzles
Are what we play
In the Philosopher’s Club.
No sophists allowed—
And those who dare invade,
Best be afraid.
For they that tread herein
Risk, in coming,
To be bludgeoned
With wit and cunning,
With lyric and logic—
To be beaten,
And brutalized...
By a Philosopher’s Club.
*Boop.*
— Y. Pessoa
June, 2019
