Diseased Society

“There cannot be any greater folly found under the sun than this, That man, who is the noblest and most rational creature in the world, should, in covetousness, be the greatest fool of all, to hunt and press so eagerly after that which he hath no need of; for everyone hath his sufficient portion given him from the spirit of this world, if he would but be contented with it.

Thus one man is a devil to another; and they torment one another; and all the business is but about a handful of earth, or for a stone, of which the earth hath enough; And must not that be a wonder indeed?”

-Jacob Boehme, The Threefold Life of Man

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Diseased Society

Higher

by Jessie Brown Pounds (1861-1921)

He followed his dream, and men counted it madness;
He followed his dream up the mountain’s steep side.
“See! Here in the valley are music and gladness;
Why take the highway, the hard way?” they cried.

At length from above them we heard a faint calling.
His scorners turned quickly from feasting and play
To look to the mountain height, grim and appalling.
“The luck of a fool! –he has treasure!” said they.

With ropes and with staves, they toiled after and found him
Midway of the mountain, his treasures outspread.
“Let us share them!” they clamored, pressed rudely around him.
“Take all–it is yours; I go higher,” he said.

Jessie Brown Pounds

Higher