Why Are You Here

[RobertZ]

“My heart overflows with noble words.” I feel like I should speak—but everything I say is so inadequate.

People used to gather to listened to me. Speaking with a throng (no, not a thong—that’s someone else’s life) was my passing pleasure in the midst 14 years of solitude and desolate loneliness.

(I wonder what wisdom the path of the thong can bring? Can sexual license generate immense gentleness, truth, and kindness?)

Here is my grain of sand. It is a question: ”What is the best thought to dwell on for the terrifying duration of eternity?” Again, “What is the best thought to think about forever and ever?”

Oh God! Grant that the best though may be mutual love forever and ever. Please God, let me love and be loved forever.