May 9, 2011

A Little Birdie Told Me...

There's a reason why we call it the past. There's no need to discuss the etymology of it all, but you're right to assume it is because it has passed.

Everyone has a past. Good. Bad. Grey.

When it comes back to haunt you, it gets bad. When it comes back never to leave, it gets worse. You can control your mind to stop the ghosts from visiting. Condition it, if that works better. What do you do about a physical being? Ignore it? Confront it?

You wait. Because karma has a way of making her presence felt.

You wait. And forget to watch.

You smile. You forgot. 

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