An Angry Man

Sometimes, in a quiet fuguish (a nice word, both blowfish and music) state, I hear the voice of reason like a catechist and a catechumen.

Why is he angry?

Because all he has is the sense of his achievements.

Why is he angry?

He is not angry if his achievements are the defeat of others.

Why is he angry?

Because you never admit defeat, never have, and never will. And you seem to laugh at his achievements.

But I do not mock his achievements; he has more than most others, and adds to them each year.

There, you see? You seem to laugh, even when you do not. It is why the Lady said he had to get rid of you, and 'good riddance' were his exact and bitter words. We all heard them.

Well, I am happy.

And that too, he cannot forgive you for. You are neither penitent, not conscious of what he thinks of as your crimes. You laughed at him, and he reserves that right unto himself.