The author, smiling winningly Scott Raymond home


10 Aug 2003

I don’t have any stories to tell. I am a guy who has figured nothing out, I have figured out nothing. I have learned no lessons, and I have none to pass on.

Okay, I take that back. I have learned that there are stories. Such things exist. That’s a lesson, that’s the one lesson of my life, that’s what I have to pass on, so far, twenty four years into this thing. Stories are out there, and presumably, you can figure out little snippets; you can learn lessons. Little tidbits, microcosms, tiny swirling eddies in the big Amazonian Story. But don’t think you can figure out the whole story, don’t get the idea that you can understand the river, because I’m here to tell you, man, forget it. I guess that’s a lesson too, so that makes two lessons that I have to pass on. To recap:

  1. Yes, there are stories.
  2. But don’t kid yourself.

And that’s it, that’s all I’ve got so far.