Kings

This was published at the 6S social network on August 12, 2010.

Kings

Kings will bear statues to biggen their britches, but their ancestors
were faceless and came from the mud too. Every self-made man is a petty
impostor, and those who deride him, his pompified progeny. It’s just a
husk they try to impress as historical synergy, devoid of meaning,
truth, and impact. How can a response to one time’s conditions be
induced through all others and expected to fit so naturally despite its
shape and ours? Freedom from the past, which clutches like swamp water,
is impossible to be completely accrued; some things need sharing, else
you never get to bargain, and in a mouldy, wet cave you’ll live out your
days. It always seems necessary to take some responsibility.