Brevity is the width of soul.

Wednesday, June 20, 2007


The gods demanded sacrifice, so we found poisoned souls and offered them above. There was a great convulsion in the sky, and never did the oracles speak again. We erased what had been from the texts, and forbade ourselves to tell our sons.

I never doubted the wisdom of what we did, the freedom we won, but there are dawns that find me wondering about the unrecorded things our fathers might have done.


1 comment:

DarkDancer said...

huh. does raise some questions, doesn't it? That little bit you wrote seems almost like something someone might include in a philosophy or religion studies paper.