I read that story as a parable about climate change, but other interpretations are, I think, swirling around in my head as well. That aside, a nice story nicely rendered. Thanks for keeping us thinking.
And if any of that bread is in the form of churros, I want to teleport to your imagination.
My partner said she found it a parable of how blessed we are in life and that sometimes we take those blessings for granted. I can relate to that although I certainly do agree that other interpretations are possible and probable. To tell the truth, I don't think about it at the time. It just sort of happens. I love your comments, Mike. Many thanks for reading.
And yes. I will state with certainty that some of those are indeed churros. In fact I'm going to go and grab some right now to go with my coffee!
I like the world where bread falls instead of water and you can throw it back up and the breeze catches it and carries it into the sky. Among other things it makes our own world a little less fixed.
I savor the word "Plenitude". That word seldom rains down. on paper. Real or imagined, plenitude satisfies. I try not to get my plenitude muddies with wet dirt or anything else for that matter.
I think it's a beautiful analogy... Bread is life and I am responsible for keeping it clean to avoid sharing it with dirt and the smell of motor oil. I liked it a lot!
I read that story as a parable about climate change, but other interpretations are, I think, swirling around in my head as well. That aside, a nice story nicely rendered. Thanks for keeping us thinking.
And if any of that bread is in the form of churros, I want to teleport to your imagination.
My partner said she found it a parable of how blessed we are in life and that sometimes we take those blessings for granted. I can relate to that although I certainly do agree that other interpretations are possible and probable. To tell the truth, I don't think about it at the time. It just sort of happens. I love your comments, Mike. Many thanks for reading.
And yes. I will state with certainty that some of those are indeed churros. In fact I'm going to go and grab some right now to go with my coffee!
I like the world where bread falls instead of water and you can throw it back up and the breeze catches it and carries it into the sky. Among other things it makes our own world a little less fixed.
Kind of a whimsical world this time around Andrew. A friend called it a parable. Many thanks for reading!
Great piece made even stronger by the truncated cadence of speech
Glad you enjoyed it, Trilety. Thanks for reading!
I savor the word "Plenitude". That word seldom rains down. on paper. Real or imagined, plenitude satisfies. I try not to get my plenitude muddies with wet dirt or anything else for that matter.
Keep impulsing, Victor!
Thank you Elva. I'll keep impulsing. And let's both keep the mud off the plenitude. Many thanks for reading!
I think it's a beautiful analogy... Bread is life and I am responsible for keeping it clean to avoid sharing it with dirt and the smell of motor oil. I liked it a lot!
Thank you Mónica! You are right. Bread represents life ( I got that from you!) and we should do our best to be thankful for it. And treat it right.
"Dr. Seuss meets The Tragedy of the Commons"
I think you nailed it with that comment, Mitchell. Love it! Thanks much for reading friend!!