Description: Society, dreamers, enterprize and the nostalgic wise man.................
The Little Green Town -------------------------------------------
Little green men in a little green town
Sat, around a lady in a little green gown.
With slippers to match and a little green crown;
She sat by the river, watching the green men drown.
The grey old man, sneered with a frown
"All that was left, are now shades of brown."
I like the limerick. Being slightly cliché-d and overly myself, don't you think you just described Marx's version of alienation in full detail? The way the little green men fed the lady, believing her to be theirs, when in fact, it was her who owned the men. Something around that. I think, I like the lady though.
Remember, that story about the axe and the farmer who won a golden axe for his honesty? I don't know why, but it reminded me of that. I haven't found the link, yet, so I suppose this is one useless bit of information.
I think it would be fun to watch the men drown.
I think the system sits on some high end and laughs at us - feeding our misery and complaining about why's and searching for that oasis of happiness that does not exist.
Maybe God does that too.
The nostalgic wise man is Benjamin from Animal Farm, a cynic and a skeptic and a pessimist, yet the only one who adapted to all circumstances. "Donkeys live a long time. None of you has ever seen a dead donkey." No ones seen a dead wise man either. Sometimes I wonder if they ever lived, if not in lore.