The Noise of the Search

Have any of you yet begun to fathom that Mans’ concept of love is a continuing attempt to reconcile the conflicting, necessary contamination in the circuitry?

I once met a man who announced that he was going to walk all around the world, avoiding all food until the hungry were fed.  I heard he was making splendid progress just before he starved to death.

I once heard some men talking, and one said, “Sex is so much fun I can't believe they haven't outlawed it.”  A local politician also overheard the conversation...and, do I have to tell you the rest?

I once heard that there is a special place in hell for those who “break things,” and I naturally thought it referred to holy laws and commandments, but now I'm not so sure.

At a guru convention I heard one proudly announce that his followers had just bought him an expensive new stallion. Then another said that was nothing: his followers, said he, has just presented him with a team of such steeds along with a golden chariot.  Yet another one said, “Hah!  My followers just delivered to me a new Rolls Royce.”  I butted into the conversation and mentioned to them that some such men simply walked to work.  Well, boy, did they ever have a laugh over that.  They laughed and laughed.  (I laughed some later, because I didn't really know anyone like that.)

Not only is there a Song-of-Life,
but amidst this Great Journey
there is the Noise-of-The-Search. 
(And you sometimes wonder at the apparent chaos.)

J.