Conflicted Thinking

Thinking about things that are out of our control is a complete waste of energy
and serves only to possibly create within us all emotional, conflicting enemies,
but at one time fire was considered beyond our control in our distant, primitive ancestry.
If one had not once been, thinking about that uncontrollable fire thing,
I wonder how life today would presently be?
Copyright © | Year Posted 2011

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