Beware the Fantasies

The grass is not greener on the other side. Rather, there are things that love to hide. We need to discern what's in disguise. I wasn't looking for it, but I saw it, and for a season, I could not look away. I felt it, and was arrested by it. I did not hear it, but I could taste it, and was captured by its succulence. But it was a delicacy I could not afford. I could touch it, but I dared not, because To do so would have been a tragedy. As you can clearly understand, all but one of my five senses were engaged. And such sensory inputs were far too many. The entity that I encountered was a fantasy. I was forced to come to the inevitable conclusion that indeed, it was a mirage that could end in a casualty. May we be aware of fantasies seeking to conceal realities. From such, one must walk away, before we become a travesty. 052922PS