Sad words of defeat and disappointment

Disgusting words of skeptical cynicism

Throwing in the towel in defeatist mysticism

Certain that you are beaten

But wait something did change

A small difference, a tiny deflection, a glimmer of light

A sliver of hope, a glimpse of a dawning

A view of the next phase is within range

It may have been too little too late

To do nothing is neither a little or late

Doing nothing is an abatement, acceptance of defeat

Sad words indeed

Too little too late

These thoughts jumped into my head the other day when I was reading a comment from Cheryl’s cousin. It is often used as an epithet. The follow up question of “what would you do?” often merely raises tension instead of being treated as a valid entreaty for knowledge.

Life is complicated and rarely in sharp contrast.

Carpe Diem.