Wrongs

Why should I blame you for my hurts?

Is the Sun responsible for the loss of sight

When one gazes too fondly on its light?

Is the Moon to be charged with crime

If for it in sad song the nightingale pine?

Life has a contract to extract the rent of death

So will I return its joys when its lease endeth?

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I have always been a great believer. I've flitted from one belief to another, from religion to atheism and from one philosophy to another, until I finally settled on J. Krishnamurti whose philosophy is that there is no philosophy. So now I firmly believe that there is nothing to believe. Now such a belief would, I believe, have been considered dangerous to society if the authorities had believed me to be of any consequence. No man of consequence they believe would waste his time on the pursuit of blogging!

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One comment on “Wrongs
  1. japingape says:

    Death charges us rent just for being alive. He’s an even bigger bastard than I thought. The sun and moon are blameless as you say.

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