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Not Obsolete

Things -- and people -- well cared for need not go obsolete. Getting tired of something is a choice. Discarding the old is a choice. While we should continually improve ourselves, our materials, our technology, there is still value in preserving what lives on with quality. That great guitar. That classic car. That recipe that still tastes good. There was an episode of "The Twilight Zone" on this week about "Obsolete." Burgess Meredith plays a librarian who in some autocratic society had been judged (under penalty of death) as obsolete. The last forbidden book he pulls from hiding, as he awaits his execution, is a Bible. He was not truly obsolete. His value as a being was unquestionable and though thru cleverness he brings his executioner to fear at being himself on the edge of facing his own imminent death, locked in a room with a bomb, the librarian does allow mercy (in God's name) to prevail, setting free his captor even though he himself will perish. Like man

another unbroken line

the unbroken line steers thru you unaffected unphased sense of purpose                            denied on purpose                   over and over again: you dream of something meaningful, light not (yet) focused covering you which is to say        uncovering you layer after layer           the sounds like velcro           unclothing disrobing           revealing hey is that you? is that the you you wanted to reveal?                                      or, does that you, catch you, as      much by surprise as the rest of us? douglas brent smith