Acta Non Verba Speaks Volumes

Acta Non Verba... Speaks Volumes The above ad hoc Latin catchphrase, (concatenated with two English words), I regale chance reader immediately sets ablaze title of poem with timeless adage, aptly suits this solitary older male, whose daze spent on planet Earth aimless curriculum vitae configures a zigzag maze significant blocks of time poorly aye now appraise and rue so little forethought wrought starry eyed glaze amiss to any Amish, colonial, horse drawn observer passing by in their chaise puzzled, asper my doggone catatonic gaze indicative as if me mind lost in a foggy haze yours truly attests, concurs, he now flays chastises, fulminates, lays hard and heavy lament, albeit cloistered frivolous, lackadaisical, unproductive... ways apathetic, estranged, indifferent... ambivalent state comatose phase toward life, when at young age lacked joie de vivre evincing braise zen lee oblivious zombie behavior upon quick observation displayed craze zee demeanor synonymous with institutionalized craze zee wardens of the state, and at present realize futility to raise hullabaloo, when 20/20 hindsight shines figurative light on how appeared to laze about lost in space, within outer limits of my own twilight zone ways!