it scares me to think that being
just me won’t be enough to do it:
(I’ve had a problem feeling like it
up to now) but it scares me
more to think I have to be more than
I am because like I said I’m already
running a deficit: and it scares me
even more to think I could get by
with less than just me: because if
I’ve amounted to nothing up to now
wouldn’t I amount to less being
less: well, but then you have to
think, how well does this thing that
has to be done have to be done:
maybe nobody can do it as well as I
think it should be done: if it’s
okay to do it well enough to get
by, why then maybe I’m your man after
all because I’m OVERSIZE Average,
and even the low range of my average
should do to do it: there you are:
the thing is to do it, go ahead and
do it: and see what happens: people
may appreciate it more than you
think: often people expect so little:
there are so many things they’re
used to finding they can’t do any
better than anyone else: and if
you’re really good, they can be
resentful and jealous (and you, by
the way, can be removed from regular
average into an object of some awe
and fear, and people will fear you
then but they won’t like you): if
you do poorly but show
resolve and courage, you may attract
a lot of mutual understanding and
sympathy and from a few possibly a
few offers of help: what we have
here, in other words, is some pretty
down to earth stuff in which a lot
of shining on your part may not be
all that appropriate: when #1 looks
up, there is no one to look up to, and
when he looks down, he has no equal
and no friend: he attracts,
quite contrariwise, sleazers, weaslers,
pleasers and outrageously impertinent
nobodies who think they should be #1 and
have not once imagined the bad
side of that, be average (or a little less)
the wide world of the average is the
widest world to inherit, whereas
splendor lives by itself in a place
of icy mirrors and chilling rooms