Wednesday, October 04, 2006
Angels With AKs
I've had an image in my mind lately, of a host of angels sitting up above Earth, each armed with a machine gun, and all of them just spraying fire randomly down at us. Maybe they're direct hits, maybe they just graze a calf or a shoulder or something -- how many versions of bad luck, misfortune, and calamity are there out there? More and more I look at healthy people in middle or advanced ages and just marvel at the fact that they've made it this far; no less the ones who are happy and fulfilled! How many millions of tragic, random things happen every day? We're just walking around, in the midst of a hail of these celestial bullets...I feel truly gifted that I've had this long, at least, to live and love and enjoy both the vicissitudes and overwhelming beauty of my time here.
Here's to dodging bullets. Much love.
I've had an image in my mind lately, of a host of angels sitting up above Earth, each armed with a machine gun, and all of them just spraying fire randomly down at us. Maybe they're direct hits, maybe they just graze a calf or a shoulder or something -- how many versions of bad luck, misfortune, and calamity are there out there? More and more I look at healthy people in middle or advanced ages and just marvel at the fact that they've made it this far; no less the ones who are happy and fulfilled! How many millions of tragic, random things happen every day? We're just walking around, in the midst of a hail of these celestial bullets...I feel truly gifted that I've had this long, at least, to live and love and enjoy both the vicissitudes and overwhelming beauty of my time here.
Here's to dodging bullets. Much love.
