Looking Back

Retrospect..that's it... offers us what no one moment, in the present, is capable of. A pattern of events in our lives, even the least occurrences are contributing to the larger picture that's developing. Every event has it's meaning..no experience without it's impact.  Hopefully time will reveal the reason(s) for the troubling/ baffling situations that have planted our paths along the way. The road gets rocky, I become confused, need to trust. NO HAPPENSTANCE... a performance being staged. Maybe we are all *players* sharing the same stage... is that helpful? We are all needed for some acts, and hopefully a scene making clear the waverings of our many earlier scenes. Damn, life progresses and our understanding grows..My finales are probably appropriate to my life plan.. She made love just like a woman, but she broke just like a little girl.. DAMN Bob Dylan on the brain........ *argh*, *sigh*..............