How do I find what I need?
I look for "cannot do without."
And thence for what then "must
needs be," and thence to do. To find
no doubt in ordering: break loose make
fast set free the thing I need! The it. The
ultimate! But
if
must needs
are no can do's,
I settle in resentment's fit. And
busy my self in mere wants.
These, I find more bountiful. For
every where I look some lack
jumps out at me! To feel amiss
about the hole, and plumb what's
empty in the scheme, imagining
if it were full - now what could
fill that gap? Most everything?
But not just any
thing.
There seems to be some tooth
and claw and instinct mixed
in wake and dream to goad
us so insufferable. Well,
It needs fixed. And
Need is animal.
Just so. Our wants
are what makes
humans being
best they can,
and are, and wish,
still in this hunt
'til all our stars
fall slumbering.
Let's all
die rich
indeed,
good
man.
We might as well.
For lack of want
guides heavenly,
while lack of need
is death, and
bloody hell.
If we
could only split
the difference,
it might come free.
And maybe you
plus maybe me
could even tell
if it was worth
the pitch to sell.
the price we've paid
on rents we've made
in break-it bought-it
carousal
and
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