The 4-D Frame

A routine optimist is one who seems to believe that the obvious and inevitable may at least be postponed.


Poets have sung thusly, “I have seen the nature of good, and of beauty, and joy engulfs my mind!”
Prophets have said, “I have seen the face of evil and of pain, and sadness floods my soul.”
But where is one who has given any notice to the four-dimensional frame, that holds such pictures?


The ordinarily religious speak often of the “enemy,” and curse him, while the Few mention him rarely, and then with deep, clinical affection.


The frustration of being an ordinary philosopher is that one’s voice never seems to carry above the noise of the stomach, and the smell of rust of neurons.


The so-called “grace of the gods” is not Man’s greatest comfort; that is the job of habit.

J,