Monday, March 12, 2018

No Contented Cud Chewing

"He makes me lie down in green pastures." 
Makes me. I don't want to. What is that about? I don't want to obey. I want to explore the nether regions. See what is over the next hill. Never content with existence now. Is this not a good thing?
Yes. It is. He always comes after me. He treasures the lost sheep above those contentedly chewing their cud in the fold. Why is that? Perhaps because he loves adventure himself. After all, he is no contented cud chewer. Adventure is part of his making me lie down. That's why he has that staff with the hook on it. To haul me in. He won't let me go. Green pastures are my fate and adventure is my path.

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