Talent is ours to waste. Life
with to do with what will. Talent is common
as sand and hydrogen. Take an example from the nozzle-tenders. Life is to
do with what will. Our multifoliate spirits. Each petal bends under a
different sun. Each petal a different son thunders under a different sun.
Each petal-mouth sings & screams, scrings and creans in a new language.
Those whose hose flows, those tender tenders of the nozzlehozes, the
riders of the nosslehorses — take a tip, Jip!
The more opinions you get
the more they trend toward the average. How can
you be extraordinary when all your acts are submitted to committees of
ordinary? Oh hell, enough activism — to be extraordinary is to breathe.
One doesn't kill the sun with drops of tears, with the Chinese water
torture. The bleating of the baby sheep availeth them not — they
disturbeth not the leviathan. For it goes where it may and as thou wilt.