“Beware that, when fighting monsters, you yourself do not become a monster... for when you gaze long into the abyss. The abyss gazes also into you.”.F.Nietzsche....Is this so in my experience? When faced with the abyss this Christmas yuletide there was not a whisper, a flicker, a pin drop, or reflection. It was I think the most frightening thing that has ever happened to me. The abyss brought on by efforts of reflection into my soul. To look with-in, to all the memories, the influences, the events, the hurts, the rationalizations, searching for why as a human being: that when watching another human being open their heart and give unselfishly, not be compelled to break my comfort zone and give in return selflessly. I met within my psyche the abyss. For either: I/we don't give a fig about what other people feel, or do, or say, and I/we are happy to be the recipient (a parasite,or sponge) of their giving. Because self-indulgence is my/our law. Or there is a fatal flaw somewhere
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Message in a Bottle: I Have written in the pages of my black leather Bible what I understand from the opening verses. If anyone reads this it may speak to what the motivation is for this old hippies poetry. (on the fly leaf of Genesis). copywrite date 12/15/2019. did find a few messages in bottles walking the mid-Atlantic coast.