Dec 192005
Laugh heartily at the humor of the Gods who built the stage and wrote the scripts and cast the plays of Life in which we play our self-important parts.
Smile broadly at the Irony they made for us to see.
Grin oddly at the mystery hidden from our view, and wonder at their motives—of which we have no clue.
Scream loudly at the horror of the wars we’re made to fight, at the dimness of our sight and the fullness of our fright.
Then quietly, softly, deeply …
weep for us all.
December 19, 2005