There Was Nothing Like It

comparatively thinking, that it is a story, the entirety the hungry, the tired, the down trodden the past and the present, and even the future all just a comparative that held all the secrets, the mysterious dots that could never connect, for it was an impossibility to even consider such a thing And then there I was caught right smack in the middle ten years ago, it was ten years ago, when my eyes saw it for the very first time, and almost immediately I knew, there was nothing like it not no where, no how. I think it was a phantom realization of the inevitable which rarely coincides with the past but there it was standing before me all perfectly clear, almost brazen like in stature calling itself, The Obvious Peace!