some words from fountainsun...
a wise woman, may she rest in peace,
said to me, son, at the very least,
the human form is a magical beast,
& though so very crude, its wonders never cease.
it's a temple of wisdom, the abode of peace,
it's a tavern of folly, it's a garbage heap.
it's a paradisiacal hell.
what's the purpose? who can tell.
then she lit her pipe & jumped down the well.