Established Marvel : a Monk by Abbreviation

71. I MADE MY OWN CONTEXT:

You may very well here ask me what it is I am speaking of and I could not precisely tell you for it is as it all came to me : and there was a time on these old streets when everything was unclear and then it all became clear to me ALL I WAS TO DO was listen and people would ask and I would say 'well I'm mainly from New York' but that kind of answer fooled no one but that was OK too for I knew that people would figure what I meant to say just as I knew what they meant to say and be by their BEING other things - money family place and the rest EACH of which were something I never had and with nothing to contribute there to them except stories of hardship and want and stupidity too and all the results of a meager life spent on the shoals of situations lived between things so I found myself usually left out or alone or eventually abandoned and some case-study of mischief as I was I played roles and played roles well - hobo drifter train-kid running homeless NY street bum someone with nothing a no-person in my own no-man's land and if they'd listen I'd go on about this or that until it got me something and one way or another I MADE my own context - I was the pure act for which I'd lived so long this weary path and nothing hindered me and nothing kept me back as I was educated in the tides of mankind simply by living and nothing more and I'd say I was 'waiting for my miracle' and the moment it came I'd be unhindered and set but the only miracle I wanted to see was God putting legs back on amputees or arms back where they'd been taken off and you could have all your other miracles - too easy too fake to simple to believe - like the man losing his shakes at God's command or the woman claiming to be cured of her pain and any ailment I knew like that was bogus fake forgery by preachers seeking money I wanted the real and the authentic in everything - 'put LEGS back on that man and then I'll believe your works are real' - I'd say that at every crippled lame bum's side that I saw and I'd turn it back to onto every screaming preacher I ever saw going on about redemption and money and salvation and money and all their healing too for the lame shall walk and the blind shall see and surely there's no end to the game.