The Pomegranate

2004-07-16T20:24:43Z

Once when I was living in the heart of a pomegranate, I heard a seed saying, "Someday I shall become a tree, and the wind will sing in my branches, and the sun will dance on my leaves, and I shall be strong and beautiful through all the seasons."

Then another seed spoke and said, "When I was as young as you, I too held such views; but now that I can weigh and measure things, I see that my hopes were vain."

And a third seed spoke also, "I see in us nothing that promises so great a future."

And a fourth said, "But what a mockery our life would be, without a greater future!"

Said a fifth, "Why dispute what we shall be, when we know not even what we are."

But a sixth replied, "Whatever we are, that we shall continue to be."

And a seventh said, "I have such a clear idea how everything will be, but I cannot put it into words."

Then an eighth spoke - -and a ninth -- and a tenth -- and then many -- until all were speaking, and I could distinguish nothing for the many voices.

And so I moved that very day into the heart of a quince, where the seeds are few and almost silent.

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I sure do Love meercats

2004-07-13T01:51:52Z

I sure do love meercats and their fuzzy little paws. Ive noticed that meercats don't like it when the Bush administration tries to get permission to postpone the election. Or when the Bush administration asks pakistan to capture bin laden during the democratic convention. Meercats are alert and warn the burough about such things.

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The Pomegranate

I sure do Love meercats