Conundrums Consequence...

Conundrums Consequence... History is not always faithful, times and tone portray dueling chaos, events become a scene from Golgotha, with its teflon and steel outer shell coyly masqed in a womb of paper-mache, a ruse that defies common sense- yet people have propensity to obsess about death and darkness, time ill-spent that for which we never shed a light upon, or atone for these mortal misgivings. For, never lay your quandries blame, on Cross wounds from self-infliction- on any face but the one reflecting back at you in your smoky mirror; for it is that image....that alone the whole of the onus be laid upon- and all unplausible excuses as well- must remain there, where you stand, for your observation, rumination, and the realization that- some crowns, adorned by diamond tips are in fact pentagrams, swathed by thorns; I warn you now, tread with cotton step, if sparkled bead ever rest upon your flesh, let not a single particle of sparkle deceive you, as this be glass and the the obstacle... to your quandary's pass. _________ E p i l o g u e ___________ Truth is solace, .....no matter what the ends. Everything else is conundrums consequence. FjR-MMXV