BusterStronghart@Gmail.com
For true wisdom to emerge, there can be no distractions. Any preoccupations of the world, no matter how small or inconsequential they may seem, will be heard as shouts that drown out the still voice within. It is not enough to rid yourself of inner turmoil, though that is a step in the right direction. The next step is to eliminate outer turmoil, through isolation and withdrawal from the world. This is the path of the man who slips into darkness in order to have the light revealed to him when he is ready.
Saturday, December 25, 2010
Monday, December 13, 2010
BusterStronghart@Gmail.com
I spent my youth with men who thought that Omar Khayyám might have been a curry. One of them was a very charming man, named Phillip Legacy; when he wore a suit I understood why God created suits for men. There was a case of missing funds from a church hospital fund. And Phillip was wearing a new suit. I have mistrusted charming men ever since.
He married a woman who had become pregnant with his child. He told her that abortions were easy to obtain--long before they were legal--but she refused. It was their child she cried, and abortion would be out of the question. Well, he said, you'll have to learn to like me. She stood at the altar, and realized that she was participating in a sham.
Helpless, she gave herself up to him,
She tried but quickly became bored with him. She was an explorer, and had to meet the people, all of them, whether bejeweled or barefoot she needed to be engaged.
Golf and cocktail parties were enough for him.
I spent my youth with men who thought that Omar Khayyám might have been a curry. One of them was a very charming man, named Phillip Legacy; when he wore a suit I understood why God created suits for men. There was a case of missing funds from a church hospital fund. And Phillip was wearing a new suit. I have mistrusted charming men ever since.
He married a woman who had become pregnant with his child. He told her that abortions were easy to obtain--long before they were legal--but she refused. It was their child she cried, and abortion would be out of the question. Well, he said, you'll have to learn to like me. She stood at the altar, and realized that she was participating in a sham.
Helpless, she gave herself up to him,
She tried but quickly became bored with him. She was an explorer, and had to meet the people, all of them, whether bejeweled or barefoot she needed to be engaged.
Golf and cocktail parties were enough for him.
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