P a r c h m e n t

In Brooklyn, streets run on a certain angle until they hit Flushing Avenue, and after that the entire network of streets subtly changes.

I have crossed Flushing Avenue and now I have to create new rules to govern my life.

To paraphrase Euripides: Whom The Gods Would Destroy, They First Make Sad!

Three long breaths in through the nose, five short breaths out through the mouth. This helps me stop the racing of my thoughts.

The philosophy of Charles Darwin helps me understand the past.

The philosophy of Karl Marx helps me understand the present.

Unthinking, irrational faith helps me understand the future, for although I am not a Christian I am definitely not an Illuminist.

P r o s e . . .