How lucky, listening, to the living, their version of history, from the source, not the stuff you read from historians, not the stuff in newspaper. Solomon was trying to get it across, old was wisdom, good bad or whatever, old wisdom, was trying to put it into perspective, wasn’t being distracted, the spirit was alive, in everyone. How to make the spirit rise, rather easy to, by listening, not passing time. The most focused hours of his life, in the company of an old man, and what he learned, stood to him to this very day. Being old, a form of untapped treasure, not a nuisance, putting a price on wisdom ,foolishness. Those that tried to infer, many who tended to the needs of the elderly, what did they know, their minds on the financial consequences only, assuming it was money, that drove everyone, the demon had a lot to answer for. When someone old, does someone a turn, or favor, it actually lifts them, I’m still relevant, I’m needed, being old, it’s not all bad news, amen.