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“It is a prayer for people such as yourself. Who search for reasons to frown. It tells of how a wise man became sour and how a sad man became wise. You see, when I was younger, I remember how everybody always prayed. Instead of praying happily, they prayed to end their unhappiness.”
Day: October 4, 2025
Almost on the Fringe
The nerves are out on the fringe.
When you’re living out there,
On them,
You seemingly transcend
To the Other Side.
And while out on the fringe,
Lost
Is the coronation
Deep within,
Which has collected
And self-learns to evolve
Every second of every day,
Therefore melting
Seamlessly into one moment,
Instead of days,
Or hours or weeks.
But the fly
Who’s lifespan is but three days
Would not see life in this way.
The fly has not enough time
To conceptualize
As we humans
Contrive.
Still, in three days time,
A fly lives a full, natural life.
You ever wonder
if a fly ever gets bored?
You ever hear someone say,
“If I was a fly,…” ?
In three days time,
They would not conceptualize,
“Time flies.”
For flies,
The prize lies
In the spark of the dog’s eye,
when he hears
His food hit the bowl,
And his tail wags
Because it’s dinner time.