It Is The Nature Of

I Willingly Speak To Those Who Know, But For Those Who Do Not Know I Forget.

For By The Will Of The Gods Fate Hath Held Sway Since Ancient Days.

The Man Who Boldly Transgresses, Amassing A Great Heap Unjustly--by Force, In Time, He Will Strike His Sail, When Trouble Seizes Him As The Yardarm Is Splintered. He Calls On Those Who Hear Nothing And He Struggles In The Midst Of The Whirling Waters. The God Laughs At The Hot-headed Man, Seeing Him, Who Boasted That This Would Never Happen, Exhausted By Distress Without Remedy And Unable To Surmount The Cresting Wave. He Wrecks The Happiness Of His Earlier Life On The Reef Of Justice, And He Perishes Unwept, Unseen.

Old Men Are Children Once Again A Dream That Sways And Wavers Into The Hard Light Of Day.

Wisdom Cometh By Suffering.