Smoking Mirrors | The Relentless and Irresistible Dirty Snowball of Approaching Destiny

Dog Poet Transmitting…….
Dogs are minor angels, and I don’t mean that facetiously. They love unconditionally, forgive immediately, are the truest of friends, willing to do anything that makes us happy, etcetera. If we attributed some of those qualities to a person we would say they are special. If they had ALL of them, we would call them angelic. But because it’s “only” a dog, we dismiss them as sweet or funny but little more. However when you think about it, what are the things that we most like in another human being? Many times those qualities are seen in our dogs every single day– we’re just so used to them that we pay no attention.”
There is a big dirty snowball rolling down the chute from the future, into the moment we inhabit. It started out small, like those seemingly insignificant corruptions we embrace, to avoid the hard decisions we refuse to make. It’s not the big corruptions that should concern us but all those routine and small corruptions that lead to the big corruptions, by which time we are possessed beyond the reach of help; usually. Epiphany is always possible. It just doesn’t happen very often. Certainly this Zio-Ogre could have profited from it. 
The small corruptions seem insignificant and not worthy of notice. They are like the doorways we all pass through each day. However, every doorway leads to another and the time comes when you are mystified about how you got to where you are. The big dirty snowball started out small and only slightly discolored. It might have taken some time in the early stages of its growth …but as it gained weight and mass, certain laws of Nature caused it to gain an ever increasing momentum. It picked up all sorts of curious evidence of its passage; rocks, garbage, all indicators of where it had been. When an individual goes mad, that is a small insanity, counterpointed by whatever remnants of sanity are holding it at bay in others. When a country goes mad, through an epidemic of the fever of Materialism, or religious fundamentalism, you get things like this. This is what happens with big corruptions. Big corruptions do not go back on their footsteps. They forge ahead with ever greater degrees of mania. They become exactly like a mad dog that can only be stopped by lethal force. Eventually the madness itself will kill the dog but usually one does not wait on this.

via Smoking Mirrors | The Relentless and Irresistible Dirty Snowball of Approaching Destiny.

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