An Illusory Intertwingling of Reason and Response

Musings: “Cogitations of an Addled Mind,” one might call it, or “Mr. Toad’s Adventure,” for that matter. Most of what I write stems from a long brooding process, and here I present to you, raw and untamed, the results. (Some musings are on a devotional note, and others are seasonally-oriented.)

Tafel :: musings

Tuesday, January 25, 2005

The Dance of a Good Thing

The Dance of a Good Thing is a heady dance, into which only those who know of it are admitted. Sweeping solitary and pairwise around the great crystal floor amid flashing stars and wisps of fog in ever-widening circles about unknown centres, those who will think pass the time in thought.

To think for oneself is the Good Thing, and only those I see like me beneath the great skull-dome can I respect — or rather, will I respect. For respect is a choice commodity, and I will not dishonour those my compatriots in this glorious Dance by permitting those who have decided to follow after Lesser Things to partake in their reward.

Never will I cease this Dance, and ever will I be its greatest apostle.
So now I say to you, Come, join me in a dance. Join the Dance of a Good Thing.