The rock is not hard:
it's the ratio rationalized
relationship between my
butt and the rock that
generates "hardness."
It's really not fair, nor is
it good description (though
convenient, I grant me that)
to collapse the relationship
onto an adjective and blame
the rock for hardness.
Scapegoating is what it is.
Criminal is what it is.
A violation of the whole.
No wonder I feel guilty pretty
much all the time. I am.


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