Michael Munas (michaelboy) wrote,
Michael Munas
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How do you allow the speckle of stars?

There is something to learn from anyone when they are getting what they want and expect, but there is much more to learn when they are not. If the polite and mannered become foul and vitriolic when denied, were they ever really?

Sisyphus forever pushed a rock forever back up the mountain, but as Camus described, we could be more than okay with such a tragedy -- If we allow it.

Soon as it was night out we shoved; when we got her out to about the middle we let her alone, and let her float wherever the current wanted her to; then we lit the pipes, and dangled our legs in the water, and talked about all kinds of things -- we was always naked, day and night, whenever the mosquitoes would let us -- the new clothes Buck's folks made for me was too good to be comfortable, and besides I didn't go much on clothes, nohow.

Sometimes we'd have that whole river all to ourselves for the longest time. Yonder was the banks and the islands, across the water; and maybe a spark -- which was a candle in a cabin window; and sometimes on the water you could see a spark or two -- on a raft or a scow, you know; and maybe you could hear a fiddle or a song coming over from one of them crafts. It's lovely to live on a raft. We had the sky up there, all speckled with stars, and we used to lay on our backs and look up at them, and discuss about whether they was made or only just happened. Jim he allowed they was made, but I allowed they happened;

~ From "The Adventures of Huckleberry Finn", Mark Twain
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