Being Sighted

They had left behind all the tut-tuts in the world, and all that remained was love.

Imagine, not even a stirring of tut-tut, not even an impulse to tut-tut, nothing of this most natural seeming conditioned response. What a life that would be, what a sight everything would be. And the idea of not tut-tutting yourself feels even better than not being tut-tutted at, does it not? All of that wretched automatic or even well "justified" disapproval – gone!

Yes, that's when I'll be sighted. Now I'm not. One of the consequences of being sighted, of the need to tut-tut gone, I suppose, ist that love becomes simple and plain and everyday, something so basic it's not even spoken about any more, certainly not in a maudlin or gushy way.

Yes, I will Think it sometimes. I have come to believe that if there is a path at all, it consists in thinking it sometimes.

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