Canon Fodder

Canon Fodder

From: THE BOOK OF WALDO in Common Lives, a novel.
I met Jesus walking down the road with Buddha the other day. They were discussing the oddity that, by eschewing things of the world, and accepting and giving unto Caesar that which is his, one re-arrives at a destination that is also a point of departure called acceptance or rejection. It’s an endless loop, coming from nowhere and going nowhere; and, the leader is the guy who can be seen going by on the merry-go-round at any particular moment. Nothing is fixed, and nothing ever changes; or, to put it another way, the more things change, the more they stay the same.
Philosophy will do that to one, and that’s why I was so delighted, because any argument that begins and ends in chaos, with a lot of confusion, bafflement, and befuddlement in between is bound to be as fraught with opportunity as with risk, and holds as much potential good, as it does evil. Having said so, they looked at me and said loudly and in unison,
“Go away!”
Oh, well. In the nonce, the day bids fair, the sun is risen and the grass is still green. I shall go out and smell the flowers.
The more you look, the more you see. Pencil.