Saturday, March 19, 2011

a premature epitaph

Were I to die today, you could write this epitaph tomorrow:

Returning only half on purpose to the USA,

--half heartedly as a merchant on board a ship will toss goods overboard
during a storm to escape drowning--

Returning to the land where he had been born,
he was horrified to see everywhere unnecessary suffering,
suffering which he had not seen in the backwards lands of Eastern Europe....
a kind of suffering which was only intensified by the omnipresence of the evil
called "the latest technology"... itself a sort of false god
worshipped by the most miserable....

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