Mostpeoplewereverysupportive, ofcourse, but a fewpeopleintheInternettookthenewsas a chancetocelebrate, rationalizingitassince I havewealthandhavingtoreplacesomeitemsinmyhome.
Unfortunately, I havepreviouslybeandeclutteringinmyhouse, Butnow I finallyshiftedto a newgear.
I gotridofanything.
I didn't want a tonofitemsthat I onlykeptbecause I didn't wantanyoneelsetohavethem, oratleasttakethemlikeawards, allitemsthathadbarelyanysentimentality, things I hadstoredawaynevertoactuallybeused, ifanyitemlackedvalueorutility.
I sold, donatedorjustgotridofit.
Atthesametime, I wasreadingaboutDiogenes, theancientGreekphilosopherwhoonlylivedwithoneiteminhispossession, whichwas a woodenbowl.
Eventhishegotridofonthedaywhenhesaw a peasantboydrinkingwaterbycuppinghishands, hetossedtheballawayandsaid, Foolthat I amtohavebeencarryingthissuperfluousbaggageallthistime.
TherearemanystoriesaboutDiaGinny's.
Someseemtoogreattobetrue, but I'm gladtoknowhehadleaveslive.
Youconfinedhimonoldpaintings, whichdepictshimlivingin a barreltubor, mostcommonly, a largeyearn.
AlexanderhadheardabouttheArgenisphilosophyandwaspersonallyintriguedbyhimsomeonedayhesuckoutDiArgenis, whowasrelaxingon a fieldinthemorningSunAlexanderasSIAGinny's.
If I wasn't Alexander, then I wishtobedialledGinny's.
Thisissuch a perfectexampleoftwoextremesmeetingeachother.
I thinkthefactthatAlexander, theWorldLord, whohadreachedmorestatus, wealthandpowerthananyoneinthistimecouldhaveeverdreamedof, stillfelttumbledbyDiArgenis, a manwhohadseeminglynothingcomingtothisconclusion.
TheArgenisfinalwishwasn't for a properburial, butrathertobethrownoverthegatesofthecitytohavetherodentsandanimalsfeastonhisbodyas a wayforhimtogetbacktotheearthwhathehadtakenfromit.