Are We There yet?
Ultimately the fall of Man becomes the fall of that part of ourselves which delves into the mucky and murky depths of an unknown past which of course belies the fact that our existence entirely depends upon our birthright. From whence do we become? Or is that became?
As I stand by the sidelines appearing in full stead movement formulates and encapsulates a past already fulfilled. More than this I cannot say.
We all have our 'proper' places to be and in so doing the Wheel of Life and Living can sometimes appear as taking on a life of it's own but this should not be viewed as being something out of the ordinary nor of disrepute. It is as we make it and certainly as we have made it. Therefore, in the ensuing drama our efforts come full circle.
Are we there yet?