the meek shall inherit the earth the brave stars

I add to that: If you’re toxic, be toxic on your own somewhere! Own it. Let the magnitude of what has just happened sink in. Perhaps in recognition of that, Michael has asked me to quarantine myself for a week (after taking care of my financial obligations). My siren song of wealth might be: I can say buggar off to anybody I want now. I think the onset of sudden wealth could quite possibly be as jolting. And I was angry that it ever should have happened. I was now aware that I had been dissociated. I raged and spewed lava for one or more weeks when I realized what had happened.

That’s when two sides of me who had never met simultaneously arose in the face of my then girlfriend’s comment that I had the profile of an abused child. I expect suddenly inheriting my few acres of soil to set off a super-volcano, like what happened in 1986. We’ll suddenly inherit the Earth and then what? Go crazy?

Suddenly having power (listening to the siren’s song) could go to a person’s head (they go crazy). The feelings that may arise are, I think, what Odysseus, lashing himself to the mast, was supposed to demonstrate – in our case, resisting the siren song of wealth. How many holders of currency do you know who can be described as rich?Īnd when they do, it could be heady stuff. The music is Dream of the Brave, by esoundtrax at

The meek shall inherit the earth the brave stars