The Fallen

 It is always important to remember that when the words sound strange and almost repetitive, oblivion waits. I have held him to the mirror, and he keeps mocking in a sing-song voice, turning his head side to side, never looking forward, and demanding that he is an authority. The crash awaits my friend. I told you to scream at the top of your lungs, and yet, you dance and drink and do nothing. You recline in the grass, looking at the sky as though it were put there to entertain you. You have never carried anything. Your charge is adequate for one to carry, but in ignorance, you cannot even lift it.

So on top of everything. At least that is what you seemed to be, but it was never true. No one defies gravity. Conceal yourself in the protection of lies, and no harm comes. Oh, my poor, naive one. I got up early one unsuspecting morning. I read the news and could not believe it. You were swept away, just like that. Nothing protected you because every lie you ever sood on crumpled like ash, mimicking the shape of the wood it once was. Calling out the words, you found that they had no substance. 

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Did you know at that moment that you never had anything? That you built upon nothing at all. Did the light shine upon the stories you told yourself and testify that all your principles were not that at all? In the places you built magnificent things for yourself, one hand wiped it away like wiping fog off of glass and built something real, something forever, something that could never be undone in its place.

 A strange command has been given, and now all of the words and titles and authority are found to mean nothing. The very thing that could have provided the ultimate protection now has an objective: to show you what you really had all along. We cannot talk faster than the wind that moves overhead. Reconciliation comes, and it measures us by our own words. If only. If only. If only. To go back in time and do it all over, this time with a genuine interest in others, respecting all you were told. But, you know that could never be. The world is millions of miles away, careening through a different part of the universe. You had your chance back there, and it is gone. You have become what you thought was impossible, what you read about when it was not you, what could never happen to you. You are the fallen.