August 9, 2006
Some people think there's no such thing as a chemical imbalance. Some people think, like Tibetan monks, the mind can be controlled against all fallacy. They tell this to the weaker. The strong would agree and the dispute would therefore be obsolete. Of course, the weaker, too limp in his or her bones, would fold at their argumentative mercy. Strength as always, walks away erect. Weak is kicked when it's down. In a brief glimmer of hope, the kind that comes and goes like lighting, weakness realizes that strength has never gone a whole week without the will to shower.