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You remind me of the moose who sat in the mountain laurel woods with a bottle of Wild Turkey. You mooed at the moon this:`Thus good and evil have joined in one, so that everlasting Plan rules all, wicked men shun,
in their misery. (not you Moose?)
Always craving more goods (People),
and forfeiting nobility of life foolishly,
flouting gods common law-both deaf, and blind.
Some madly rushing to his/her a own destruction,
some striving zealously for reputation, some groping,
unrestrained for profit, other's for sensual sexual pleasure,
but all encountering evil everywhere, finding the opposition of what they strive for.-Then dead, Cleanthes wrote that... 'off-topic'...