Necessity dangles from a peg of acceptance. Just
look at it: those beautiful folds, those railroad lips. There
are struts for the wings, and ribbons for the bagpipe. Sweet are the uses of
adversity, which, like the toad, ugly and venomous, wears yet a precious jewel
in his head.
Said William Shakespeare of London, England. Who can
argue? Toads are stupendous. Different than frogs. Not slimy like frogs.
Adversity should not be slimy. Adversity should be lumpy and dry with a jewel
in its head.
Necessity is a form of adversity in the same way a
hat is a form of wig. Both cover the head. Both offer some form of jewelry.
Necessity is what makes you do what you don’t want to
do, and adversity is what you encounter while doing what you don’t what to do.
Say you want to get married and have to rob a
jewelry store in order to get an engagement ring. You have to buy a mask, a
gun, make plans, and bend some important rules of etiquette. In the end, it’s
easier to go buy an engagement ring. Which requires money. Do you have money?
Good! Go buy that engagement ring.
Marry adversity. Marry a toad. Marry a corner in a
library. Marry an anonymous donor. Marry a hat. Marry a pleasure to a pain.
Marry a pain to a pleasure. Marry a pair of elbows. Take the elbows dancing.
Dance the elbows round and round the room. A room full of other elbows.
I like to reflect on the noises in a café. The
modulation of voices, the ring of silverware, the crash of plates, the sizzle
of bacon, the squeak of vinyl on an upholstered seat.
This is where adversity simulates the confusion of
food. Everyone wants something different. Nobody really gets what they truly
want. Which is to be free of adversity.
Adversity snores like a bridge troll in the
catalogue of morals. You will have to pay him with the coinage of sweat and
toil if you want to cross that bridge.
What bridge? The bridge does not matter. There will
always be a bridge somewhere to cross. Golden dimensions incubating in the
glamour of epic storms. Toads the size of lawnmowers pushing old women in
wheelchairs. Medicine and travel and officious jerks frisking our bodies.
Weddings to attend. Funerals. Retirement parties.
Lectures. It is endless. Buy some jewels. Visit a toad. Next time you see a
wart, say a prayer, pitch forward, and catch that bracing ocean spray.
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Everything has beauty on them. We just have to look beyond our mere eyes.
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