Waterwheel

Had a fun conversation with my dear friend Domenico yesterday, in which we spoke of the kind of arrogance that can sometimes come from thinking that “the light” needs you to promote itself to others. I remembered two bozos on a stage in Milano once, congratulating themselves for “bringing light to the world.”

“It’s like a waterwheel thinking that it pushes the river,” Domenico said.

We had a good laugh at that one.

For a while we puzzled over the implications of wheels and water and pride and self-definitions, then we became quiet. The waterwheel actually would have been slowing down the river, due to friction. So as the flowing river spun the wheel faster and faster, what would the wheel be saying a few years later—after being totally demolished by the strong current? Would it still be bragging then?

We had a good pause at that one.

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