Not hearing, not seeing and not speaking any evil depends on an individual’s concept of evil. Within the family of man, barefaced lies, equivocation or deep sincerity all function equally when adopting this maxim. Yesterday, a friend sent me a photo of a blue plaque commemorating the life of a mutual acquaintance. The short inscription on the plaque defined the time that he had been living amongst us, his name, his profession and the epitaph ” Always right”.
The same epitaph might serve well for mankind.
A moment alone, immersed in our origin, simultaneously defines our frailty and refreshes us.
.. making us feel that we have washed off some of the shit and that we’re stronger for that.