8.3.2026 – to be sure world will

to be sure world will
kill you too but there will be
no special hurry

If people bring so much courage to this world the world has to kill them to break them, so of course it kills them.

The world breaks every one and afterward many are strong at the broken places.

But those that will not break it kills.

It kills the very good and the very gentle and the very brave impartially.

If you are none of these you can be sure it will kill you too but there will be no special hurry.

A Farewell to Arms by Ernest Hemingway (Charles Scribner and Sons: New York, 1929).

I remember the first time I read the book 1984.

I bet it was somewhere around 1976 or there abouts and the proximity to 1984 kind of messed with my mind.

What bothered me more was that the storyline around our hero, Winston Smith, and the effort ‘The Party’ put into breaking this one single man.

It seemed to their was a vast dedication of resources and manpower to this single case.

How could ‘The Party’ spend so much time and effort on this ony guy?

I couldn’t imagine that there were so few folks that dissented and that there was no limit of unlimited resources that each and any problem people could be dealt with on a one to one basis the way Winston Smith was.

Here is my point.

How come so much of the world seems to after me right now?

I am playing monopoly and all I got is two mortgaged railroads and electric company and all the other properties have my enemies hotels and I have to throw the dice and move.

Right now the best thing that can happen is to land on community chest and my life insurance matures for $100 OR I got to Jail.

I am in that old myth with two doors and behind one door is a lion only this time there are 12 doors and behind head door is a lion.

It’s called zugzwangin chess.

Every move I can make is a very bad move and I have to make a move.

As Vito Corleone might have said, “What have I done to deserve such generosity?” on the part of misfortune.

An embarrassment of bad tidings.

Can’t say I can’t even get out of bad to face these as I am already up and about.

Bringing what courage I can to face my day and all of its deserved short comings but bringing so much courage to this world the world has to kill them to break them, so of course it kills them.

The world breaks every one and afterward many are strong at the broken places.

But those that will not break it kills.

It kills the very good and the very gentle and the very brave impartially.

If you are none of these you can be sure it will kill you too but there will be no special hurry.

Boy Howdy!


Discover more from No Haiku For You

Subscribe to get the latest posts sent to your email.

Leave a comment