Commentary from a previous web presence - years ago.
Do we walk the streets without clothing or not tell lies to make the daily fare more palatable? We all know the answer to these questions. What if, for some chance we spoke the truth, or what if others saw us as more than threads we carry? Would we then be able to walk the streets again? Sure we would. Walking is easy. To bare ourselves is something else. Fortunately the mirror of expectation we and others hold reflect nothing like the final outcome. No one knows what the images mean, especially how they fit together. On we go and puppet portions of our lives away to duty and desire, and no matter how badly or valiantly we succeed the outcome is usually the same. It works.
11/3/99
My wife refuses to take a shower with a visiting lizard.
She asks me to remove it. The anemic creature hops about and escapes into the bedroom. I have just performed another obligatory spousal act - like fathering children, earning a living and watching tv with friends.
12/27/12 Today
After years of these behaviors retirement is a reward nailed to the tree of life.
11/16/99
My father was 80 years old yesterday. Today we bury him. The passing is life's
greatest gift. What a fitting present for a man who had everything - because he earned it.
Good bye dad. We love you.
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