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“It’s funny how things change.”
A cliche statement, but only because of how often it is used. One situation, status, quickly morphing into something completely unlike itself. It happens all too often, proving that Life, Fate, Circumstance… they are the true masters of happenings.
Do they toss a coin? Close their eyes and point?
No. Can’t be. Far too cunning. Far too much irony. Too much.. everything, for it to be a random thing, left to their friend: Chance.
They like spontaneity. Being unpredictable. Though sometimes they give clues to prepare you for what they have in store. Chance plays her part well, here. It is her element. Deciding whether or not you spot them.
They play carefully, strike suddenly. For the better here, for the worse there.
A game? No.
An art? Perhaps.
And undeniable fact. A truth that cannot be ignored. That is the true nature of this.
Change. Funny how it happens.
Funny how things change.
But not funny at all.
It is, after all, the only constant. It happens too often.
With cruelty. With kindness.
Alternating. Coming in all at once.
Good with bad. With more good.
So many possibilities. A choice you make and their plan alters instantly.
Funny? Not funny.
Beautiful. All kinds.
Even while lamenting now, in the end, when it’s over, when every feeling has been disconnected and discarded, it is seen, in it’s truest form. Beautiful.
It passes. It all passes.
Beautiful.
When you have overcome. Seen your strength. Your power. Beautiful.
When you make the choices that trigger their kindness. Beautiful.
When, at the end of it, you finally know who you are: Beautiful.
Yet still we say: “Funny how things change.”
No. Breathe. Breathe and whisper, “I am where I am meant to be. It shall pass.”
Change. Funny.
This was written on a whim. Straight from my thoughts, not a single word changed or rephrased. Although the paragraphing has been, as it was originally written line by line. I don’t know where it came from, but here it is.
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