Who Are the Believers?

A short match in the dark. Escape the choir. the intenerate salesmen, both demons and angels, the sincerely frivolous. Belief strays like a cat it goes to live with another, it needs to be always fed. Can it all be a tragedy of certainty? A settled science rooted in concrete like an urban weed. Who are the ones who with great accord affirm, confirm, and confer? Best to be constantly surprised by that birds-eye view of a fly on the wall. Better to praise the inexplicable as if were. the one true religion.