Life was simple. Not easy but simple: hunger desire jealousy pleasure shame fear love etc. Simple. Life was orderly. Not organized but orderly: start young grow up grow old and go. This year fades into next year. Orderly. Life was balanced. Not fair but balanced: male/female young/old fat/skinny wealthy/poor healthy/sick disciplined/wild sensible/crazy complacent/desperate. Balanced. It's not that I long for those days. But the endless, tangled strands of the maze in which we now live, this bewildering exhausting unending knot of not knowing...
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