The BeagleSword was a well-aimed bullet to the gut
and the rabbit hole was a mile in someone else’s shoes.

I Am Not a Fan of Perfection

Larry finally arrived at Perfection,
Then sat down and sighed deeply,
“Now what?”

Perfection does not appeal to me.
I prefer the worn, the flawed, the wabi-sabi, 
touched by the passage of time.

Perhaps it’s because I can relate.

– Indiana Beagle, Esquire 
Oh, and one last thing:
This is the terminus page of the rabbit hole – as indicated
by the naming of the BeagleSword in blue letters at the top of the page.
A traveler must venture with caution when traversing the uncharted
lands that lie beyond the BeagleSword, for in that untamed wilderness
one finds no etiquette, no justice, no sensitivity to the feelings,
the scruples, the preferences of others. Politics and religion
are not off-limits in that  place. Anything can happen.
My advice is that you turn back now and go no further.
Just sayin’.