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PLAY DOH
Van Gogh sat in the bar waiting for Jesus and Buddha to come along. I thought about the time elapsing; the morals; the messages all forgotten. What is the meaning? Jesus implored us to love one another and to love thy neighbor etc. A lot of people said “Groovy. Far out!” and then began to bastardize his words. They changed it; reshaped it like a child reshapes his Play-Doh into different shapes and figures. It can be this or it can be that. Jesus wrote this book and said—no wait, he didn’t say that. He really said this. He said—no, no, no, you’re wrong about what he said. It was this not that. That is from your book and not our book.
It gets so confusing. I don’t even bother. I’d rather watch the kids playing with the Play-Doh. They’re a lot more authentic. They make a lot more sense in what they do. It’s certainly more entertaining. Maybe they’ll put the kids into the book. But which book? Maybe follow the Buddha. Buddha spent his whole life trying to accept and overcome suffering. He must have been a poet or something. Oedipus suffered but who could blame him. He really didn’t have a chance. It was his destiny to fulfill.
But while Oedipus ran thru the deserts blind, Van Gogh lost an ear and couldn’t hear. But what’s been accomplished. I hear Van Gogh’s Irises sold for 49 million. Didn’t help him any. Didn’t put food on his plate. Certainly didn’t help his hearing. He must not have dug music. But Hendrix was born many decades later.
