Hmmmm, Dialogue

My anonamous commentor mentioned new conversation. Perhaps, or just differant. LOL. When my brother was very young, he stepped on a dead bee. He told me that dead bees could still sting. In the movie "Key Largo" Bogart's assistant says the same.

I may speak of silliness, I may speak of fame, I may speak of treachory or I may speak of shame. Of what I speak, I do not know, that is to keep reader on their toes.

The mind does not rest and so much to test.

I continue to read the papers. I consider Thucidides, the same is said today as was ever said. The only differance is the environment, the urges and fears remain the same.

A new direction. Same conversation, differant points of light. I must be differant if any are to follow my poor example of a blog. I have talked of philosophy, of current events and criminals, where shall we go next. My doctor declared me no longer nuckin futs. He just likes my stories.

Now is passover. A time when the jews were saved and the Egyptians not. Spiked by their own petard, so to speak. The jews were saved, their firstborn were not killed. That is passover. A rememberance of being spared the fate we all deserve.

I will celebrate passover; none are good but God. I shall eat lamb, not a Kabuki dance, I like lamb. Mustard crusted rack of lamb. It must be served medium rare. Hmmm, what is the theme, perhaps none. Perhaps merely the ramblings of a deluded soul. We shall see. Be well.