You must always try and observe life

“You must always try & Observe, Life & what you’re experiencing, said the Wolf…If not, you will be sucked into the whirl wind, the tornado of your own post traumatic experience, if you will. Your house will be torn asunder, from its very foundations, ripped away, right from under you. You might land somewhere else, & it might not be the place you would like.”

“Ya, mimicked the chipmunks. It might not be the place you choose, or is it, or did you just choose it?”

Wolf, “Ahhh, but without knowing it, you reacted instead of chose, your foundation ripped, your toe did dip into subconscious waters of rage, loathing, more rage, the current state of affairs, if you will.”

Girl, who could twirl, “Observe, observe, observe, how absurd,” was her reply. “If I observe everything then I will not be participating in life, take the Count of Monte’ Christo.”

“Preciselyl!”, said the Wolf “He learned to observe his enemies, which freed him from a life of torment.”

Girl, “If he was truly free, he would not have wanted revenge.”

Wolf, “Somewhat true I’m sure, yet he made the choice.”

Girl, “He had an excellent mentor, as do I”

The Wolf smiled that day, a sort of magnanimous smile, which reached around the whole forest & illuminated itself through the trees, like the sun.

There was a man named Lucky, who said, when life becomes frozen, unrelentless, unforgiving, when death is staring at you in the face, what do you do, someone asked, “You smile,” said he.

“You’re gonna die anyway.”