Wednesday, April 12, 2006
a fine balance
Ishvar shook his head sadly. "Why are business people so heartless? With all their money, they still look unhappy."
"It's a disease without a cure," said Dina. "Like cancer. And they don't even know they have it."
"...I prefer to think God is a giant quiltmaker. With an infinite variety of designs. And the quilt is grown so big and confusing, the pattern is impossible to see, the squares and diamonds and triangles don't fit well together anymore, it's all become meaningless. So He has abandoned it."
"But sometimes people have no choice. The city grabs you, sinks its claws into you, and refuses to let go."
"It's a disease without a cure," said Dina. "Like cancer. And they don't even know they have it."
"...I prefer to think God is a giant quiltmaker. With an infinite variety of designs. And the quilt is grown so big and confusing, the pattern is impossible to see, the squares and diamonds and triangles don't fit well together anymore, it's all become meaningless. So He has abandoned it."
"But sometimes people have no choice. The city grabs you, sinks its claws into you, and refuses to let go."
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