A Man, Perhaps Even You, Sits One Day On A Rockface High Above A Roaring Sea.  He Lights A Cigarette,

A man, perhaps even you, sits one day on a rockface high above a roaring sea.  He lights a cigarette, and watches as the water batters the rocks, as he watches, for hours the waters rise and fall, he contemplates that fate itself must work in much the same way, he inserts himself into this concept and continues contemplating his existence.  

A small child happens upon the man, the rock face though precarious being easily reachable by a certain means, and pulls from her pocket a small collection of shells and rocks she has found, and how proud she is of them.  The man speaks with her awhile, about her collection and how its a wonderful collection, the only of its kind in all of existence, and produces his own pretty rock he found on his walk, and places it in her hand.

The mother, finding lost child apprehensively calls to her, seeing she is amongst company of this strange man on the rock face.  As it happens, it then comes to pass a strong breeze hits them and the frail girl is sent hurtling towards the edge of the rocks, and the man grabbing her coat, stops her from tumbling down the cliffside.

The mother frantically runs towards the man and flings herself onto him, latching on in unbenounced appreciation and depth.  The man not anticipating this, loses footing and the man and mother topple down the rocks and the child is left an orphan, just her and her rocks.

No good deed goes unpunished, as they say.

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Musings of a Wasted Life

Musings and more of a despondant 30 year old man, former drug addict, current writer/alcoholic.  I'm unmarried, I have no children, and all my dreams are dead, I've wasted my life, and you can too!  Never say never.  Sometimes prolific, mostly offensive observations about people,  life, and the nature of the universe. I'm a communist, your god's a lie, hate mail welcome.

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