The New Medicine
by Thalia _______
Well, it's like Kiekegaard said: dread. It's the dread of knowledge. That darned etiological tree: Adam and Eve. Arts and Entertainment. No one can get enough. I keep reading about science and religion and the thing is, neither knows ninny. No one has ever come back from the dead. No one. Not even Christ, since he was eternal in the first place. I know, that doesn't (re)proof anything. But it might alleviate a lot of things one worries about while riding one's bicycle, slurping one's soup, osculating one's lover's little ruddy-raisin.