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No Worries (Free verse) by Dovina

(by Asaph, circa 950BC, Psalm 73 NIV with changes and omissions by Dovina) My feet had almost slipped; I had nearly lost my foothold. For I envied them In their prosperity, Having no struggles, their bodies healthy and strong, Free from common burdens, not plagued by human ills. Therefore pride is their necklace; they clothe themselves with violence. From their callous hearts comes evil; their conceits are limitless. They scoff, and speak malice; in their arrogance they threaten. Their mouths lay claim to heaven, and their tongues take possession of the earth. Therefore people turn to them and drink their waters in abundance, And say, "How can God know? Does the Most High have knowledge? Surely in vain have I kept my heart pure; in vain have I washed my hands in innocence.”

Dovina 4-Apr-05/12:42 PM
You have said before that you are two. And I have said “Collaborate if you will in producing your character. The project might even attract me if he were not so obnoxious. It’s a fine fantasy you have, but for god’s sake, read the others’ posts. It’s like talking to an Alzheimer’s victim who may or may not remember our last conversation.” It’s rather boring having to repeat myself just because you two can’t collaborate. Have you had a tiff?

As disgusted as I am with the mess you’ve made of this conversation, I’ll answer your most recent question by saying that I’d listen even to your race of Liars, silly as they seem.

And another thing: Your race of Liars really cannot communicate in any practical way. Here’s why. In the example we have used, you finally discover that the Liar had snails for breakfast rather eggs as he said. Your next question, if you are normal, will be “Why?” since eating snails for breakfast seems irregular to you. I doubt you will ever find the reason, but should you discover that he had snails because they were the only things in his fridge, lunchtime will have passed and your reason, if you are normal, for asking – because you might invite your friend to lunch – will have become mute. At that point you would say something like, “Excellent choice,” by which the Liar would assume you mean, “Eating snails is like eating a colossal mound of elephant shit,” which is what you have turned this conversation into.




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