Why Suffer?

“I don't want you to be other than yourself….”

“But if I am myself I won't do what you ask me to do…. I feel its forcing me. It's not me; it's not my geste.”

They looked at each other and for some reason they smiled, actually smiled.

“I really and truly don't know what I want to do. Life isn't so simple as all that, you know….”

And the music went on, gay, soothing, reassuring. All will be well, said the music. Life is so easy … so easy. Why suffer …?

This is the music when the elephants come in to drink out of bottles. Then the clown comes in and takes the bottles away and drinks himself.