All That I Have Seen

It's all laid out on the poker table. It's all there right in front of you. You can choose to see it or not. You can choose to play or to fold. You can even choose to not even come to the table but where is the fun in that?

Intently gazing in the direction of each and every player we are determined to reveal all and yet hidden from us in plain sight is all that is denied us. Is it true or not that we can or cannot see. As we respectfully embrace our participation we pull back from taking a peek behind the curtain. We don't want to appear as if we are cheating. That would not be fair.

Yes, life is fair is it not.

As we come to terms with what we perceive for ourselves life becomes. And then the shit hits the fan and we become stuck with crap all over our selves. Someone must be the cause and that cause must be dealt with in no uncertain terms. Take no prisoners and give no quarter. This is war.

There is honor in dying on one's own sword.