Special Edition: 

Occasionally I like to flip through the pages of The Wonderland of Knowledge and think about what was going through the mind of the copywriter when they were compiling the knowledge for the wonderland. Doing so requires some creativity on my part, as I attempt to step back in time to 1968 and put myself into the recently shined leather shoes and greasy, tightly parted hair of an aspiring poet from 1968.

Today I’m going to present you with two images from Volume Two and then briefly hypothesize the psychological mindset that I believe the author was in.

Birds aren’t people. This guy was really lonely.