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What good can come of this? hopefully it stirs your soul, uncovers small truths and in time... awakens love.
Monday, September 15, 2025
joyful dissent
Man is born.
Man lives.
Man dies.
The rest is vanity.
In a world seeking fame and fortune, give me only fortune. In fact, I'll take a full order of it with a side of anonymity. Because look... all this talking and convincing others to see what you see and feel as you do for a way that you believe it could be, or maybe was before, but your birth day didn’t allow for you to revel in it then... or maybe you never did fit in anywhere and it seems simpler somehow to trade today's trends for something suitable for you... and maybe it reshapes reality in a familiar fashion where for the first time in your life, you belong. But hey... Here’s the problem with all that.
A lot of us have risen through the traditional rank and file and paid our dues sometime before now and watching you there willing to die to tell us who to be... how to live... using only your words to wedge divide after divide into people... No... not me... I won't participate... There's more to see here than you'd like to let on. But we still see. The ones who can shut out your noise anyway.
My moment of vanity though... this life of mine... is not for you... or him... or the party of them... or a sect of script. It's here. It's now and it's purely mine, bought free and clear with my own values. With no apologies to Socrates or the theologists, you may never know it exists or even that I do, but it's authority of power you will never have. Kind of makes it all worthwhile in the end.
