05-18-2005, 08:23 PM
jahcs,May 18 2005, 03:02 PM Wrote:Sounds more like a hyena, vulture, fungus, or war profiteer. :P You must have the strength of will and position available to not be drawn into the struggle between the other powers and the strength of stomach to feast upon carrion.
I understand your premise. We are agreeing, just in different ways. The most mighty have the furthest to fall and are targets for the next guy in line. It is safer to be farther down the ladder or on a different ladder altogether. I think you are looking at the grand scale of things and I am looking at the individual events.
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I always look at the grand scale of things. I have made plans that have taken decades before bearing fruit. I plan carefully and shape events of things around me so that whatever happens later can be worked out in my favour, should I need it to. People look at a situation and think "How can I cash in on this now?" I look at the same situation and think "How can I cash in on this later when it's worth more?"
Rot brings life. Life ends in death. Death goes the way of rot. All cycles are valuable. All must be examined, carefully thought out, and then you must decide which is the most valuable to you. When something dies, why waste the corpse? Why waste the remains? It is still serviceable... Think of it as compost. Cultivate it. Be patient. Wait. And in time, use this compost to make your garden grow. Bring new life. And from this life, consume. Kill. Cause death. And use those remains to add to the compost pile. This is life. Waste nothing. Preserve the balance. Leave no scrap behind and make the most of everything. Some times one must get his hands dirty looking for the seeds left in the rotton fruit. If left on their own, they will grow for themselves. If planted by your hands in your garden, they will grow to serve you.
Er, I thought today I was meant to do insane ranting. This is entirely to coherent.
Bah humbug.
All alone, or in twos,
The ones who really love you
Walk up and down outside the wall.
Some hand in hand
And some gathered together in bands.
The bleeding hearts and artists
Make their stand.
And when they've given you their all
Some stagger and fall, after all it's not easy
Banging your heart against some mad buggers wall.
"Isn't this where...."
The ones who really love you
Walk up and down outside the wall.
Some hand in hand
And some gathered together in bands.
The bleeding hearts and artists
Make their stand.
And when they've given you their all
Some stagger and fall, after all it's not easy
Banging your heart against some mad buggers wall.
"Isn't this where...."