Dead Heroes

The Few see the necessary incompletion of everything:  it is always a matter of, “Yes,

I couldn’t agree with you more, BUT, dot, dot, dot...”

The ordinary want dead heroes and inaccessible ideas, not living dangers.

Man is not somehow at odds with Nature; he is but playing out his native part within the Great Living Machine, even while tongues swear they are in deadly conflict.

I have two new questions for the F.F.F. (the Fearless, Foolish Few):

Is consciousness worth the bother? and
Do dead people attract bullets?

The Land of the Hidden drowns in ideas of the obvious.
(Only the Few learn to inhale the waves.)

J.