Saturday, July 26, 2008
The First Rice Stick
Just a little worthless musing. What is ever mine? I have a lot of things that I own. I have nice things. It makes me thankful to think of them now. But tomorrow all these things could be gone, just as quickly as they came to be "mine." It makes me feel like there's something or someone else that really and truthfully has the pink slips. Call it fate, call it good and bad luck, call it God, or Nature, or Time. But there's something bigger than me.
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How true, how true. What we see as reality could just as easily be fantasy. And what we can't see could be reality (and I think it is). We brought nothing into this world, and we can take nothing out. The best we can do is to KNOW that something or someone bigger than us. That's the only way to make it to the "real" reality. Mom
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