Tide 005
It's strange. On the midst of plenty, the basic desire is to cry out that there isn't enough: neither food nor water, neither shelter nor security, nor enough wealth. In the midst of security the feeling of danger is sharpened and in the midst of wealth the fear of poverty is near-overwhelming.
Security, clearly, comes from the gods and love of what is right and good. Material things fade away. Wealth becomes poverty, glory becomes humiliation, security becomes vulnerability. What endures but rightness and love?
Nothing.
Security, clearly, comes from the gods and love of what is right and good. Material things fade away. Wealth becomes poverty, glory becomes humiliation, security becomes vulnerability. What endures but rightness and love?
Nothing.