TPPM _The Gift_: Sentence 3 altogether

[Glenn Scheper]

http://www.pynchon.pomona.edu/uncollected/gift.html

 Wyatt Earp is transmogrified into a
 gunfighter named Blaisdell who,
 partly because of his blown-up image in
 the Wild West magazines of the day,
 believes he is a hero.

My wife often quotes her preacher father,
saying, "Act the way you want to be,
and soon you'll be the way you act."

Blaisdell obviously lacks the detachment
of a ninja (Or choose your martial art)
who kills, or failing that, is killed,
no problem.

It sounds like I could posit sound heroing
on nihilism: One does not waste energy, or
wavor, questioning his own sufficiency.

The same is faith. After all the evidence
and testimony about justice is assiduously
compared, and finding no rational warrant
to support or deny one's justness, even in
extreme individuality, one stands in faith.

Job, my obvious tantric fellow, said:

13:14 Wherefore do I take my flesh in my teeth,
and put my life in mine hand?
13:15 Though he slay me,
yet will I trust in him:
but I will maintain mine own ways before him.

Unexamined faith though, is a monster.

It reminds me of U.S. Army basic training,
when, during my first K.P. duty, I first
discovered those green pot scrubber pads.

I corralled and held captive at my sink
all the huge vessels with ages old black
on them, for I was able to clean that off.

But my monster power bubble was burst by
the other drudges taking my horde of pots,
breaking my blockage, so they could get
the hell out of the kitchen.

Yours truly,
Glenn Scheper
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