a modern parable

there was a character in a bar the other day, his t-shirt read…

“sometimes you have to go too far, too fast, too hard against the wall of reality and just will that fucker to bend, i can already feel my spirit burning as it races through the atmosphere towards the sun.”

the print was obviously fairly small, so the patrons would have to get quite close to the character. one by one, as each finished reading, their heads would come up and they’d look him in the face for a second or two.

when they asked him who it was that had actually said that he told them that they already knew, and whatever name they came up with, he’d tell them that they were right.

but sometimes the character would take a deep breath and say that

“one night as i sat waiting for a metaphorical dawn, Jerry Garcia whispered that to me from a sticker i kept on my my clip-board.”

one by one the other patrons left.

later that night we huddled around the juke-box and traded songs.