[stephenjohnbanker]

BRAVO! Most profound.

"The mundane and the madness
if we had nothing, but joy
would we be satisfied?"

One of my favorite poets, E.A.Robinson wondered about this as well:



Richard Cory
By Edwin Arlington Robinson


Whenever Richard Cory went down town,
We people on the pavement looked at him:
He was a gentleman from sole to crown,
Clean favored, and imperially slim.
And he was always quietly arrayed,
And he was always human when he talked;
But still he fluttered pulses when he said,
"Good-morning," and he glittered when he walked.

And he was rich - yes, richer than a king -
And admirably schooled in every grace;
In fine we thought that he was everything
To make us wish that we were in his place.

So on we worked, and waited for the light,
And went without the meat, and cursed the bread;
And Richard Cory, one calm summer night,
Went home and put a bullet through his head.

[starbase]

Yes, I remember reading that one in high school, left an impression.

[Soaring Feather]

E.A.Robinson

Whoa, some powerful stuff there that explodes in the head, thanks for sharing.

Thanks for your nice words. ;)