This is some pre-writing I did, probably in the margins of an agenda for boring meeting in spring 2013. I can’t remember where the thought came from, and as I read it now, I marvel at what it could have meant, although I must have recently read Langston Hughes’s “Dream Deferred.” Anyway, I post it here for posterity to either wrestle with its weight or marvel at its foolishness.

A Sparkling Assertion
May 2013

If an assertion sparkles, it is true? Or does it evoke questions? And if questions the assertion does evoke, are the answers mightier than the questions? Let’s experiment with the following assertion, followed by a set of logical questions that could (or could not) ensue:
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“I have lived so long that I will not die young.”


At what point does that assertion become a victorious proclamation?
Or rather does it sting like an angry wasp?
Or stink like an old lady’s moth balled cedar chest?
Or sink like an encumbered heart beset by life’s travail?
Or shrink like guilt before the chastening fire of justice?

Or simply slink quietly away once the one who proclaims this assertion realizes he proclaims his mortality?