The young women are beautiful this year
Old ways give ground slowly.
Why
do I find this vaguely comporting?
Why do I hate the fact that
young women are beautiful this time of year?
Change is
dangerous
Invention must be suppressed
What other purpose is
there of priesthood then to suppress individual will?
But the
young women are beautiful
Change brings new into old
New
things are uncontrollable
Uncontrollable are untrustworthy
But
the young women are beautiful
Invention is crime of
science
They free us from proper boundary
They must us useless,
obsolete
But the young women are beautiful
Priesthood
chains the population
Destruction of ideas
Protection of
customs
Stable
Safe
I am old, conditioned to
failure
I don't see beautiful women
I see young fools out of
place
Change!
It will be death of us!
But the young
women are beautiful!
And I wither…
But the young women are
beautiful this year