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you know I slept twenty years and woke to find all things changed when I sleep now, though only a few hours each night, I wonder if it had not been better if I had slept forever I had not known trouble in my long sleep; and I was not bewildered by a world that is strange and distant though I move in it all day long I had not known any care or worry; nor had I to think where my next meal was to come from or hang over things like what today's contemporaries fret about: things like retirement funds and aged care; and a will that will be ample and fair I had not known people of strange ways when I slept; I had not to condone the conceited and those whose only concern is self-interest; and men and women of twisted emotion and hell-bent on ****** and blood and lust; and a lawn that must be trimmed and in my bear-sleep I had no encounter with the fool, the arrogant, the ambitious and the tyrant and the greedy; all I knew in my long sleep was quiet, oblivion and bliss and so I ask myself often as I sit in the shade of the tree: *I wonder if it had not been better if I had slept forever?*
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Oct 22, 2010
Oct 22, 2010 at 8:10 PM UTC
Rip Van Winkle asks if it'd not been better to have slept forever
you know I slept twenty years and woke to find all things changed when I sleep now, though only a few hours each night, I wonder if it had not been better if I had slept forever I had not known trouble in my long sleep; and I was not bewildered by a world that is strange and distant though I move in it all day long I had not known any care or worry; nor had I to think where my next meal was to come from or hang over things like what today's contemporaries fret about: things like retirement funds and aged care; and a will that will be ample and fair I had not known people of strange ways when I slept; I had not to condone the conceited and those whose only concern is self-interest; and men and women of twisted emotion and hell-bent on ****** and blood and lust; and a lawn that must be trimmed and in my bear-sleep I had no encounter with the fool, the arrogant, the ambitious and the tyrant and the greedy; all I knew in my long sleep was quiet, oblivion and bliss and so I ask myself often as I sit in the shade of the tree: *I wonder if it had not been better if I had slept forever?*
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Oct 22, 2010
Oct 22, 2010 at 8:10 PM UTC
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