Friday, July 28, 2006

Summer of War

This is one of the saddest times I can think of for this world. If the summer of 1967 was the Summer of Love, summer 2006 is the Summer of War.
And who could have ever imagined that Hezbolla would look like the good guys?
Actually, there's no surprise in this:

The immortal gods have neither age nor death!
All other things almighty Time disquiets.
Earth wastes away; the body wastes away;
Faith dies; distrust is born.
And imperceptibly the spirit changes
Between a man and his friend, or between two cities.
For some men soon, for others in later time,
Their pleasure sickens; or love comes again.
--Sophocles (Oedipus at Colonus)

Change and stasis in every moment ...

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