3/24/04
Letter #6.
Dave's response to Toc's letter of 3/18/04 (Letter #4)
Dear Toc:
Spectacular (in the
romance language sense?) I may have been in my assessment, but the hard
ball never arrives polite. The sting is in the hand, not the glove. 98
mph fastball in the early innings. I'm a starting pitcher, not a reliever
or a closer. got my control, all you have to do is backstop. It's coming
right down the middle. Pure heat. You have to get out of the way to miss
it. So don't.
Doves say: We're
doves. Not only do we not know how the trick is done we don't even know
what a trick is.
Sleeve say: I'm an inanimate object. I can't even tell Toc to say try
me on.
Toc: So who's doing it?
Me: If not you?
Just understand money
the way you understand the image. Buy low sell high. They're your doves
and your sleeve unless and until you give them to someone else. How much
are you going to charge for a bottle of your own sweat?
Me: It isn't a rhetorical
question.
Toc: It isn't?
Me: Picture money as reality even though it isn't.
Toc: It is?
Me: Now you've got it.
It's just sideways
from what you're actually looking for. The problem starts if you're not
actually looking, if you're actually not looking or
Me: See, you're not
looking, actually. I told you. You have to get out of the way to miss
it. So don't.
Toc: I'm trying.
Me: Yes. Very.
Toc: To trust life, to trust in the luck that opens to awareness is all
I have/had.
Me: I have always relied on the kindness of strangers. The back of your
hand nailed to your forehead (Howard Chaykin) is no way to go through
life. You are your own best grown-up.
Toc: Please, sleeve. Please, doves. Teach me how.
Me: If you keep getting out of the way you're going to keep missing it.
Yes, Leonardo da
Vinci's twilight.
You should have been there - Dr. Winston O'Boogie.
Let's try shorter
letters like this. So you stop getting out of the way.
Sincerely,
Dave Sim
PS. Using "pointless-to-silly"
in proximity to the Name of God is a big reason you're not there. Right
down the middle, Toc. The sting is in the hand, not the glove.
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