Perspective is everything!
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“I keep seeing him,” Richard told his therapist. “I saw him this morning on the subway platform. He was staring straight at me with cold, dead eyes. He was completely expressionless.”
“Where else have you seen him?” his therapist asked.
“Everywhere. All the time. In store windows. At the park when I’m walking the dog. Standing outside of my house looking in,” Richard said.
“Is he anyone you recognize?”
“He looks vaguely familiar, like someone I should know or may have known. But I don’t know who he is,” Richard explained.
“Can you describe him for me?”
“He is about my height and weight,” Richard said. “In fact, he looks a little like me.”
“You told me you’re an only child, right?” the therapist said. “Maybe it’s an apparition.”
“You think I’m seeing ghosts?” Richard said angrily. “I’m outta here.”
Richard went to see his mother after leaving the therapist’s office. “Ma,” he said, “my therapist says I’m seeing a ghost. A ghost who looks a lot like me.”
Richard’s mother put her hand to her mouth. “Richard,” she said. “Your twin brother died at birth. It was him or you. Forgive me for never telling you. ”
Written for Roger Shipp’s Flash Fiction for the Purposeful Practitioner. Image credit: black-and-white-person-train-motion-42153 Pixel photo.
Or does it?
This week’s Tale Weaver prompt is all about karma. It asks the age-old question, is karma just a myth, wishful thinking on some people’s part, or is it real?
Some religions (e.g., Hinduism and Buddhism) define karma as the sum of a person’s actions in this (and previous states) of existence, and that such actions will be a key factor in deciding their fate in their future existences.
In Christianity, karma is more of a as “what goes around comes around” concept. The Bible says, “Be not deceived; God is not mocked: for whatsoever a man soweth, that shall he also reap.” This is more of a “you get what you give” concept. Or as the Beatles sang, “And in the end, the love you take is equal to the love you make.”
I am not a religious person. I don’t believe in reincarnation. Hell, I don’t even believe in the “afterlife.” So, no, I don’t buy into either of these — or any other — notions of karma. I’m not a reap what you sow kind of a guy.
I simply make a conscious choice to live my life as a decent, caring, giving, and honest person. I subscribe to the so-called Golden Rule of doing unto others. But it’s not because I’m worried that if I don’t, I’ll spend an eternity in damnation. Or because after I die I’ll be reborn as a jackass or something. I live my life that way because it’s the right thing to do and because I’m human.
Besides, if there was such a thing as Karma, Donald Trump would be toast by now.
So there you go. No tale weaved today. Just a little exposé on my thoughts on karma.
“Did you say you’re taking the shot in black and white?” the model asked.
“Yes, I’ve got the camera set to black and white mode” he answered. “I find that light and shadows are accentuated by the lack of color. And I believe that when you photograph people in color, you photograph their clothes. But when you photograph people in black and white, you photograph their souls.”
“That’s beautiful,” she said.
“Okay, we’re ready. I need you to roll the corner of this tissue into a point, and place it in one nostril,” he explained. “Then gently move it back and forth until you feel a tickling sensation. That will stimulate your trigeminal nerve, which should cause you to sneeze.”
“And then what?” she asked.
“Try to hold it in as long as you can once the urge hits you,” he said. “But when the sneeze comes, let it go. Don’t cover your mouth. I’ve got the lighting set up to capture everything perfectly if only the timing is right.”
“I’ll do my best,” she said. When she felt the need to sneeze coming on, she screamed “Now!”
He depressed the shutter button on the camera just as her sneeze shot out of her mouth. Then he looked at the image he’d just taken through the camera’s digital display. “This is perfect,” he said. “I have captured the essence of the human sneeze. Come see.”
The model came over and looked at the image on the small screen on the back of his camera and all she could say was, “Wow!”
Writtdn for the Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie Photo Challenge. Image credit: Sylvia Grav.
Welcome to July 5, 2018 and to Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (aka, FOWC). It’s designed to fill the void after WordPress bailed on its daily one-word prompt.
I will be posting each day’s word just after midnight Pacific Time (US).
Today’s word is “curtail.”
Write a post using that word. It can be prose, poetry, fiction, non-fiction. It can be any length. It can be just a picture or a drawing if you want. No holds barred, so to speak.
Once you are done, tag your post with #FOWC and create a pingback to this post if you are on WordPress. Or you can simply include a link to your post in the comments.
And be sure to read the posts of other bloggers who respond to this prompt. You will marvel at their creativity.