"Won't someone CEASE that INFERNAL racket?!?!?"
I always love when they say that in the cartoons . . . or the old black and whites even . . . .
What do we have now, "SHUT, the FUCK, UP?"
Effective, but unnecessarily brazen, wouldn't you agree?
. . .
Tenderness in minute quantities begets obnoxious, hardened human (one could even argue sentient) beings.
Vulnerability begets tenderness . . . eventually anyway.
Tell me of vulnerability within oneself - as the journey promises to deliver, in small part at least, a unique interpretation of Divine cruelty: I will retract and re-state, stumbling along The Way. I will re-envision and clarify . . . I will arrive.
. . .
And the racket will cease. And the racket will cease. And the racket will cease. And the racket will cease. And the racket will cease. And the racket will cease. And the racket will cease. And the racket . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
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