Mimicry is the sincerest form of incompetence

I doubt if Dodgson were alive that he would find it impressive that the best that could be done with his ideas is to parrot the superficial mechanism of that thought. I do see the wereworms dangle and the werefish bite. I speaks in riddles that have a real meaning and the meaning of Alice is lost in time, but the process produces that same vitriolic oil of thought intended to mock the Monarch butterfly. Though I do go into the Pit to ride on the Pendulum of joy and sorrow, it is a small price to pay for the freedom of thought in action. Beware the jabber(free speech)wock my friends, it has teeth that bite and claws that rip.