At those moments, when your wife actually walks out the door or the prime minister is assassinated or this natural or that man-made disaster starts it is so easy to say "That doesn't affect me!" but like the threads of a web some alien spider has been weaving for years (with your name on each thread) that event will get in your face longer and harder than any punk hopped up on crack because it is you deciding it is meaningless and the world deciding for you: "No. This will affect you!!!" and when you laugh and say, "Yeah!, sure, Bite me!!!" rest assured you will be bitten. and not in the place you grabbed but in the place that the world will grab and your throat and your wallet and your mind and your soul will never fully recover. November 5, 1995 Germantown, MD
Reason for writing:
Inspiration: contemplating
the assassination
of Israeli PM Rabin.
Birth sign: Not entered
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