Monday, August 30, 2004

1360

POSTSCRIPT

Some people are richer than God.

Many of these people spend their money to wrest power from others in the same condition of wealth.

Through the hedge you can hear them make muffled grunts.

They sound very much like you and me.

Something in them has broken (or healed) leaving them incapable of avoiding being well-to-do.

Call it "the tax laws" or "monomania."

I don't actually know what you sound like. Come, talk to me, and I will learn.

If not learn, at least I'll have heard.

The afternoon sparkles out on the ocean side; the water to the north makes it possible to kayak.

The time for confusion about what to do is always open; the battle itself keeps hours by appointment.

It is not possible to admire as a perfect specimen anyone who would lead people.

It may be possible not to loathe everything a leader says, although it may take another lifetime for this to come to pass.

If you are invited to be well for a while, accept.