Ocassionally, strike that, make it rarely

I regain perspective where I see my real place and I am humbled and apologetic for being so presumptuous or pretentious in my communucations.

But, most of the time I am an earthling doing things one does never considering any other possibility. Like an infant never sees parents and care givers as potential peers.

I think of the notion of a dying Beethoven shaking his fist at God, and every one who considers this act thinks, "well, surely he does not know what he is doing." Let us not for even a moment entertain the idea that he is truly brilliant.

I scurry like a cautious spider. You scare me.