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THE MERRY GO ROUND


  • Remember when you were a kid and the carnival came to town for a hot summer weekend? You couldn’t wait to go, you begged your parents until the big day arrived, cotton candy, the shooting gallery for a teddy bear, and, most exciting of all, the merry go round.


You wanted to ride a horse without your Dad holding you, he wanted you to ride in one of these weird carriages that looked like a fancy restaurant booth with stuffed benches, weird but safer than the horse.
Life is or should be, like the horse that goes up and down and moves around at the same time. Slow at first, but gradually faster as the carney steps on the throttle.


Our emotions are like that, they move up and down in a continuous circle that accelerates in youth, peaks out in middle age, and slows down with maturity.


I haven’t figured out the mystery of life, why we’re here, why we’re born into given circumstances why we live, love, and hate as we do? All I know is that this merry go round of life is all that we have, the ups and downs, the fast and slow are either preordained by a divine presence or a cosmic act of nature.


I believe the former and marvel at the latter.
Deo volente!

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