Six Words

That'll do my son
That'll do.

Hello World...?

Imagine how a baby feels when its first born. When all its senses, cushioned for nine months in the warmth of the mother's womb, the only sounds the beat of her heart and the gentle mumur's drifting in from outside. No light, no taste, no smells. And then, birth;

The harsh glares of an operating room, the sterilized smells of the tools and beds, the beeps and flashes of the various machines, the taste of blood and the chill of the air...

All at once.

So it is for each stage of life, being born anew, from a different womb into a different theatre, sometimes with surgeons all a-clamor, sometimes with barely a soul around.

And with it, new rules, new feelings, new thoughts, new horomones, new processes, new information, new journeys and new mountains to climb...

I think know now why a baby cries.

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Blessed I am, for the friends I've made,
Blessed I am, for the parents I have
Blessed I am, for this body and mind;

Alas Lord, my soul is Weak,
Undeserving,
Naive.
And yet...
Blessed I am;

But why?