Every moment in time is a page in the book of life---what's in the next page and how would it look?
none does really know this then is the perennial angst of human existence questions are unanswered-until the next page appears and in its every sentence
makes its statement over which you have no say you are challenged--do you accept or reject the proposition that has come your way?
this then is the supreme test that stares you right in the face if you are the man enough as your claim you would hold you ground and not run away in disgrace.
* theme conceived this evening when I was in Melbourne