Friday, February 11, 2011

where the well of human hatred is shallow and dry


We're all having a helluva time. There's no denying it. This life is tough. As someone only slightly different from me once said, "Now ain't no time to be soft. You gotta be hard as a rock or go under." I think that's right but with certain restrictions. We oughtn't be hard to everything.

This song has been in my head all day and off and on over the past two months or so. Give it a good honest listen, please.

Let me observe that humankind wants truth. We search everywhere for it. We transcend great heights and wallow in the filthiest depths for the smallest morsel.

It's interesting.