Oh dear, I apologize for apologizing for Kahlil Gibran

[Guest guest]

Of course I had not read but only skimmed before I was carried away by that

glory of double negatives exploding everthing I every thought about fortunate or

otherwise into fireworks.

I probably run with a rougher crowd -- although somewhere in the illustrated

Jung (the books for therapists, not the ones for artists) are some suggestions

of the rotters we all are.

Among the five dear people who moved underground these last 18 months was one

who seemed to have expired from too much niceness, having expelled everthing but

love and light from his vocabulary. He was an astrologer.

Jane Axtell