A couple of days ago (Saturday morning, Cape Town time) i sent out an email to some of my people(s). Just to give them a bit of a chuckle. On my computer i have "The Free Dictionary" on the tool bar. It has a great weather feature. They also have a "quote of the day" feature. Every once in a long while i take a peak at it. I don't do it that often because it is so very euro-centric... But what can one do? The Anglo point of view rules the Internet for now. Anyway here is what i sent:
Sent: Sat, Jun 16, 2012 5:40 am
Subject: A chuckle from The Free Dictionary quote of the day
Virtue is insufficient temptation.
George Bernard Shaw
(One of my favorite playwrights of all time..."Separated at birth" from the American author Rex Stout, also a favorite author of mine.)
Too bad he (GBS) died the year i was born...would have loved to interview him....
I probably could have interview old Rex as by 1975 i was doing my college radio program "Variations in Blackness
" which set the template for the rest of my radio communications skills.
My friend Yuesen, the Asian sister who gifted an eating bowl i now use... She bought it at a gathering we went to in Upstate New York where Thich Nah Hanh was presiding. (See blog posting http://www.thoughts.com/audiodramatist/30...Walking with They)
...So she writes back: i think temptation is insufficient virtue! So serious is she...but i have a lot of serious minded folks in my circle(s); which is why a choose to embrace the ironic, and at times even the absurd, to keep me balanced. The reason i was attracted to the quote is because i am now entering a pure state of virtue, as you (readers of this blog) will soon discover. That, and it just struck me while i was listening to the 7min 35 sec version of Fools Die by Peter Tosh. The irony there or rather the underlying connection being that the length of the recording contain my Life-day numbers - 7/3/50_July 3, 1950.
I have been thinking much about numbers and cycles lately. For instance the last four digits of the phone number in the apartment i grew up in in the Mott Haven section of the South Bronx was 5037...Things like that make me wonder about how the Universe works with individuals. More on this at another time.
Peace and Blessings