Tricks

I saw a guy squinting, and rubbing his eyes, who finally said, “Jeeze, I guess I’ve reached the age to where my eyes are playing tricks on me,” and his neighbor thought, “How’s he gonna feel when he finds out about his MIND?”

In City affairs, Men are driven to say and believe such things as, “Although it may not come to be in our lifetime, we will have the comfort in dying to know that we assisted in its ultimate arrival.”  At least in this Revolutionary activity,  you’ll never have to say…hell, you can NEVER say that.

Ordinary “truth”
is growth
embalmed.

A former political leader, in his dying days, sat on a mountain top looking down on his City and thought, “How, how, can I have any hope for a state made up of People just like me?

The rich are beautiful,
but the free are MAGNIFICENT.

J.