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The Velvet Conversation

 

 What do I want? What do I value?

           What do you reject?

 What matters to me? Whose opinions do I heed?

           Whose do you ignore?

 I no longer care what anyone thinks of me,

Or my actions.

           You realize, of course, that you have fixed

           The anomaly of your state:

           You are trying very hard not to care;

           But you do, because you know you must.

The conflict distracts me utterly.

I want to be neutral.

           You gabble.

           What are you fighting for, so fiercely?

 Freedom!

          Freedom is a chameleon goal.

          You never arrive at what you think it really is.

          Who would believe it, except the clear-eyed aged,

          The idea of freedom in chains?

          Or even more -

          Freedom forges chains for its existence?

You gabble too, and puff yourself up

With your own eloquence.

However, I take your point.

           End of conversation?

 For the moment, yes. Thank you.

           One final word.

 You always have the last word!

           Surely you do not think yourself unique?

 No!  Well - yes - maybe.  Yes!  Definitely!

           Reconsider.

 

 

 

Cynthia Buell Thomas

Age 30 at the time

 

 

 

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barrie singleton

Sat 26th Dec 2009 19:05

'CHAMELION GOAL' - nice!

Hi Cynthia, thanks for comment on my polemic re Christmas Day Euro Millions.
You ask: "What did you think of Obama's comments on 'some wars are justified' and 'there is evil in the world'?"
Synchronistically, I am AT THIS MOMENT 'marking' young Barack's homework: (printout of his Nobel ACCEPTANCE! speech). His slippery elision from great pacifists to 'sole-arbiter America' (in the matter of Just Wars) and enemies who have 'no rules', tell you what a dangerous man he is. Once again it is 'fool or knave' time. Which appellation will he choose? As for evil in the world, 'He might say that, I couldn't possibly comment.'

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