“This is where modern man now finds himself, not on the highway of upward Progress toward a radiant Utopia, but on the brink of a catastrophic precipice, below which yawns the absolute void, an uncompromising black Nothingness.”
~Gordon E. Bigelow
The Golden Rule is roughly formulated as, “Do unto others as you would have them do unto you.” Another formulation of this same maxim could be framed, “Treat others as you would like to be treated.”
So, a masochist says to his sadist friend, “Hit me!” The sadist replies, “No.”
Therefore, the traditional formulation of the rule is impotent and not true. For to be true it would have to apply to all cases and in regards to all persons. And in this case it certainly does no such thing.
The setting sun,
Elopes with the day,
Leaving only the Moon.
This repressed being,
This chained behemoth,
Teeming beneath my skin,
Wishing only to be heard.
Screaming, tongueless, silent.
Unless the se…
These words are unworkable.
And besides, I live here.
With my anxieties and my dread.
It is the selfsame night in which
All my life has been lived hitherto.
Probably the selfsame as it always shall.