Death Makes A Prophet's Voice

We’ve Lost Something Vital, I Tell You. When We Lost It, We Lost The Ability To Make Good Decisions. We Fall Upon Decisions These Days The Way We Fall Upon An Enemy—or Wait And Wait, Which Is A Form Of Giving Up, And We Allow The Decisions Of Others To Move Us. Have We Forgotten That We Were The Ones Who Set This Current Flowing?

The Universe Does Not Work By Our Rules

The Convoluted Wording Of Legalisms Grew Up Around The Necessity To Hide From Ourselves The Violence We Intend Toward Each Other. Between Depriving A Man Of One Hour From His Life And Depriving Him Of His Life There Exists Only A Difference Of Degree. You Have Done Violence To Him, Consumed His Energy.

Beware Of The Truth, Gentle Sister. Although Much Sought After, Truth Can Be Dangerous To The Seeker. Myths And Reassuring Lies Are Much Easier To Find And Believe. If You Find A Truth, Even A Temporary One, It Can Demand That You Make Painful Changes. Conceal Your Truths Within Words. Natural Ambiguity Will Protect You Then.

Producing Perfection From Imperfection Is, After All, The Highest Of Art Forms.