People get sick.
Opportunities get missed.
Lotteries get won (but not by you).
Things get lost (usually in translation).
Love is ignited and quenched in one fell swoop.
Sadness, gladness, passion, and lust.
Ignorance, arrogance, bliss, and mistrust.
And all of this is sealed with a kiss.
It's sticky.
It's tough.
You can't explain, so it must be God's will... right?
Stuff happens.
Life happens.
There isn't always a reason, at least, not in the sense that we think of reason.
Sometimes, it just is.
God absolutely works things out for the good for those who love him.
But that doesn't mean we won't have to go through life.
It also doesn't mean God singled us out and decided to go on a mission to sabotage us.
He's simply letting his creation do its thing, letting the machine work the way it was intended to work.
And all machines leave behind residue.
It's called {life}.
1 comments:
oh to be done with this residue.
i yearn for eternity.
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