|
A Prayer for Quitters Lord God of Heaven and Earth, I quit! I should like to point out that the terms of my engagement on this planet were not constructed to optimize success. I won't go so far as to say that the odds were stacked against me, but, come on, the brute force algorithm of evolution requires a million or more egregious dead ends for every accidental, and incremental improvement in the human genome. I can hardly be held accountable for the fact that I turned out as poorly as I did. We can part with no hard feelings; I understand that you provided us an admittedly wonderful planet upon which to tell our story. From this point of view, it's hard for me to not accept some of the blame. So many others have done so much better than I have and managed a story of which they can be proud. If it makes you feel better, I will say it out loud, "It's my fault. I couldn't see you. I didn't trust you. I repeated the same stupid mistakes over and over." Because it is clear to me that no end to my stupidity is forthcoming, I quit! Say good bye to all your angels for me. I would have liked to have met them, to have seen their feathered wings in action, to have heard the heavenly trumpets blow, to have shielded my eyes from their radiance, to have held my tongue as they chided me with their well-placed, righteous indignation. As it is, I am headed in a different direction. No, I don't mean Hell. It seems unlikely, given the vastness of the universe, that if I continue to wander directionlessly, I should end up in that narrow abyss. |
|
A Prayer for Quitters David Keffer Knoxville, TN October 31, 2014 |