Well edamo,
After viewing the edamo exposition over the last few days, I felt a visit from me and my Angels might be appropriate.
It must be unfamiliar luxury to sit on your sanctified perch above the underlings and have them feed from the self ordained hands of genius. What must it be like to have the throngs approach the throne in an effort to just kiss the ring of rings and have it withdrawn just in the nick of time, thus showing the the underlings one more time why your false sense of security is based on the insecurity of others.
You possess great knowledge. Is there a mortal being drawing breath that can equal the great edamo? There are none on the horizon from where you sit I am sure. Reverse Calendar Spreads are nothing but a flick of your brain, Put and Call Arbitrage is nothing but a small irritant to your Options genius. Put Bull Spreads and Put Bear Spreads where probably taught to you in your childhood. I would think this genius of yours probably manifested itself about the time the ugly head of insecurity began to show it's face. It is tough for the mortal underlings that hunger for your tidbits of wisdom to fathom how rough your young life must have been. I mean, the mortal just do not have it within their fragile minds, the ability required to comprehend such anguish and suffering. For a genius to be forever confronted with the task of compensatory lengthening, having to prove yourself time and time again is just beyond our comprehension and as a result we leave you to yourself and your lucre.
Your genius may be renowned only in your own mind but we will feebly concede, for who are we to question things that reside on such a higher plane. We can only contemplate the simple things in our little lives such as kindness, giving and God forbid, friendship, that small piece of fabric that is measured not by the material, or the weight of one's purse but by constancy in hours of distress and concern. Too many in the world whose attachment to those they call friends is confined to their day of prosperity. As long as this state continues, they are, or appear to be, affectionate and cordial. But as their friend is under a cloud, they begin to withdraw and separate their interests from his or hers. In friendship of this sort, the heart assuredly has never had much concern and from my readings of the great edamo, he possesses such a heart. That is all Jill was asking for, an affirmation of the friendship she mistakenly thought you two had.
Like I said, we leave you to yourself.
selah,
Voltaire |
