Syntax as strategy, not structure.

I am rediscovering Joy but i refuse to name it that, because my health is not where Joy would be spontaneous, so it must be hysteria (mania). But there have to be intermediates. No one was ever born in perfect health. (Mackerel sky.) I cannot dispense with tests. Justice would say: six months happy for six months sad. (Neither one can count.) Let's suppose Joy has nothing to do with Justice (how can it?), except as producing net justice in a transformation that is joyful (to one who is aware of it in real time); and having known joy might make you less prone to punish. As grace exists outside of justice, joy exists in the promise of grace. There are many who say you can live seeking only grace or only justice--joy proves them both wrong (why?).
   Tonight i feel so good i would volunteer to address a congregation of fundamentalists on the subject of communal ownership of property. Or a klatch of bohemians on the artistic necessity of not using drugs.

Not being able to distinguish when i have no intuition from when i don't know if i have it or not, is a call for chess, not a cause to cry.