Thursday, December 25, 2003
Mid-Day
Have worked on the bike.
Have worked on the bike.
Sitting and running over a description of familiar territory now. People talk of similarity and difference. Put them in unfamiliar contexts. They are lost. Not too many will find a way out by themselves. It is communalism again that comes to the rescue. Sameness of the moment cuts away at difference. Unfortunately, it is rarely accomplished with surgical precision. The edges are always frayed on the other side. It may not be done deliberately. In fact, its mostly unwitting. However, it invariably happens. And that is how you kill slowly while helping to survive.
