Changing Direction

“Alas,” said the mouse, “the whole world is growing smaller every day. At the beginning it was so big that I was afraid, I kept running and running, and I was glad when I saw walls far away to the right and left, but these long walls have narrowed so quickly that I am in the last chamber already, and there in the corner stands the trap that I must run into.”
“You only need to change your direction,” said the cat, and ate it up.” #Kafka

That’s Just the Way IT is

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That’s Just the Way It Is

His demons scour the after thoughts. They cannot cleanse her. THEY are an acidic lot.

Oh, how we drive. On and on and on, curiosity ever lasting. Ego’s intoxication. The after thoughts of Id’s intoxication.

Motoring to stay alive. Sisters left unarmed. Daughters fractured and farmed.

It is only an after thought. The cutting stillness. Silence that remains motionless.

The way IT just is when driving away from an accident. The way IT just is knowing what was meant.

Yours from the Road-

Daughters…Everywhere

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