How vulnerable we are to anger, cancer and aging,
how susceptible to the effects of gravity on sagging.
To trouble in general we are magnets.
Flies still adore us.
The only way to live, therefore,
is to die a little bit at a time,
as opposed to massively,
which always comes as a shock.
You die like this ---
a little bit at a time
by dieing to yourself
not all at once.
So that every good thing can speak to you its peace;
To yourself be true, and to thyself be nothing.
Saturday, June 13, 2009
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