A New Reality

(Another very old, slightly tweaked, piece from childhood) "Suffer us not to mock ourselves with falsehood Teach us to care and not to care Teach us to sit still..." T.S. Eliot, "Ash Wednesday" When, drop by drop, slice by slice, the wine and bread, body and blood, are totally consumed -- when Unknown's fantasies smash against the rock of Truth -- when medicine ball heads are obsolete and emancipation's dream materializes, when the age of majority is attained, and playthings are put away in Mind's attic -- foibles and fables stored with childhood mementos -- then; perhaps then!