A Fig for All the Devils

by C.S. Fritz

“little attention we paid to each other alive, but death has made us friends, your death, not mine.” - john berryman

“the woods are lovely, dark and deep. but i have promises to keep, and miles to go before i sleep.” - robert frost

from where you stand, it is 3,958.8 miles to the center of the earth. The furthest mankind has been able to drill down is a measly 7.5 miles.

Death isn’t macabre like your films. What I do is not the destruction of this life, but the dance partner to one’s own becoming.

“the robbed that smiles, steals something from the thief.” - william shakespeare

Finally, and for a little while, Abraham could abandon his false self and be what he knew he was. A sinner.

“…i will exile my thoughts if they think of you again, and I will rip my lips out if they say your name once more. now if you do exist, i will tell you my final word in life or in death, i tell you goodbye.” - knut hamsun

I once heard this priest tell her to give a fig to all the devils.” “A fig?” “Yeah, it’s a saying. Like, to give your demons the middle finger.

You must be bothered by what goes bump in the night. But, that doesn’t mean it has to beat you. Hating a process should never equate to hating yourself. Victim or victor. It’s for you to decide: you either eat the fig or give a fig to all the devils,”

“human madness is oftentimes a cunning and most feline thing. when you think it fled, it may have but become transfigured into some still subtler form.” - herman melville

the agony of the devoured animal is always far greater than the pleasure of the devourer.’

“Death The Friend” Alfred Rethel 1851