Disappointed Dust
The particles of dust didn't want to be looked at and tried to swirl in an energetic display of irritation. They failed and continued to drift on random currents through the shafts of sunlight slanting through the mini-blinds.
“So much for Free Will”, they thought, and devoted themselves to falling in an ugly layer on the slats and sill at the window.
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An enjoyable read and a sad reflection of life on the 'dust heap'! Thank you.
this is a beautifully philosophical description, an exercise in mindfulness--i don't know why the dust is disappointed but i always felt that way about free will--great read n*
the "n" before the "*" was an accident
Really like the small and compressed imagery here--
Good piece.
"They failed and continued to drift on random currents through the shafts of sunlight slanting through the mini-blinds."
Thank you, Deborah, Bobbi and Sam for your readings and remarks. I am grateful.
I have seen this dust in my house, Gary!!! "They failed and continued to drift on random currents through the shafts of sunlight slanting through the mini-blinds." Nice!!
Great imagery, a prose poem at it's finest!
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Thanks very much, Robert.