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How Many Worlds Are In a Raindrop

The masses---preoccupied and staring blankly about, each one with their own agenda, not knowing how or why the sun shines or the rain comes. Only knowing that the rent is due or the dog pen needs that hole repaired. Taken over by apathy we tete a tete in ever widening circles of bland conversation, politely laughing behind the back at each other. Not knowing that we are all guilty of the same things and are all praised from time to time for that which by itself is utterly ridiculous, but in the light of each to the other perceived to be grandiose by comparison. Yet we manage to survive. We develop a faith borne by trial and error. We reinforce each other with “thank you’s” and verbal lubricants meant to detract from the fact that we “hunt and peck” with the least of the creatures of Mother Nature. We all come from the same thing. How many worlds spin in a single raindrop? How many entities go through their whole lifetime while an ice cube melts and evaporates? Each tiny world filled with tiny somethings living- - - Each tiny something thinking that god is the inhabitant of the next larger world - - - Or is God the creator of every world within every world and He is the being at the top of the list?

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Date: 11/6/2012 1:09:00 AM
I love the contemplative tone of your work. I am going to re-read this for a fuller and deeper meaning. Good question at the end by the way. Always, Laura
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