Fool: having read many, I have nothing new to add!
Jester: in reading many, I have created countless original forms.
Fool: ah! But I love a good conversation with myself!
The root of despotism (1 good king and a hundred poor ones, the heads of a hydra -killing one problem creates new enemies- rooting narrow hatred and the narrow is poor) even charity -as it is today- supports the despotic framework, kings so poor that they are called serfs, blind to the world and selling all that has worth, to the destruction of their kingdoms.
Jester: but I thought that the rich could never pass, moving into the kingdom of heaven on earth, are they not the great of the good?
Fool: I thought wealth possessed depth, what is the wealth of a sunrise, for that moment alone?
A trialogue on originality and tradition.