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Well, now what?  What happens when you do something you didn’t mean to do?

Can it be undone?  How about modified, excused, or made good use of?

Was it a praiseworthy accident?  Or something you’d rather not admit to?

When it comes right down to it, how many things do we do everyday, that may as well have been accidental?

Did we actually plan for things to turn out that way?

Was it on the list of things to do?

Was that the process we had mapped out for it?

Perhaps, under the circumstances, our lives are all accidental.

We caper about in our mad dash to get somewhere and all along we are merely riders on the tail end of a whip line, tossed hither and yon, and lucky if we don’t fall off.

 

 

Thanks to Van Gogh for his painting of a Plum Tree.

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Luciffer versus The Lord (Madach) Slovenčina: ...

Luciffer versus The Lord (Madach) Slovenčina: Lucifer proti Pánovi (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

When once I glanced upon a star aglow in all it’s glory,

I chanced to wonder just how far its light had traveled nearly.

And does it have a limit to how long its glow will tarry?

Or can it burn forever bright as far as light will carry?

If once it shudders and collapses is it because it’s weary?

Or can a star, rebellious, find past limits cost most dearly?

What is a black hole made of? Is it matter, anti-matter?

Or is a star intelligent, or mad as the Mad Hatter?

Once collapsed but previously, a star, so shining brightly.

Was it once an added upon of souls that traveled rightly?

Can I but dwell in righteousness, will I journey so directly?

Or maybe stop one step away, dwell first as planet, earthy.

When star was sun, did it by chance deny its truest maker?

And as result, get cast away, a swirl of Outer Darkness?

Did it refuse to operate as light source for creation?

Or was there something else that stopped its brilliant conflagration?

Did it swell with pride, its limit reach, strained to go much further,

and thus, collapse into itself, from reaching too much over.

Like Lucifer who shone so bright, and fostered insurrection,

did it try to take on too much power and end its sussuration?

 

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