Weapons cannot cut It,
Nor can It be burned by Fire;
Water cannot wet It,
Nor can It be withered by the Wind;
…
It is Unbreakable, and Insoluble,
and can neither be Burned nor Dried;
It is Everlasting, and All-Pervading,
Unchangeable, Immovable, and Eternally the Same;
It is Invisible, Inconceivable,
Immutable and Unchangeable;
…
Knowing this, you should grieve not
Apologies to the Amanuensis, Apologies to the One with the Trunk who dictated;
Apologies to the Butter Thief, The One who is dark and shines bright as a gem;
He who wears the Feathers of the Peacock, for His words I have stolen.
But Blame me not, Dear Reader – Is it any fault of mine, that what was spoken
about the Soul within the Body, should describe equally well
The Corruption that is the Soul of our Country?
