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~For Pradip~ *who reminded me: We are all God’s Trial & Errors* tender is the tendency, so finitely human, infinitely foolish, to overlook the obvious, let us not delve into our particular peculiar idiosyncratic knots in our hair and personalities, all natural, inherited or ill begotten in voyages to far away, like our childhood ***Thus, we are all mistakes of a sort*** with natural fault lines, accumulated dings, scapes, bruises, furrowed crinkles that took us years to perfect We are flawed like diamonds, valued by these natural flaws by graders with loups who uncover our flaunts, our clear air bubbles, the more flaws the better, because these attributes make us most interesting! you may be blonde, you may be exotic perhaps a lovely shade of iridescence, but lucky you whose scars speak out and others wonder why, they are so interesting let us design a large animal, seemingly ungainly, yet keystone to their environment, so others may profit thereby, yet insanely quick on lumbering feet, no hands, fingers, but a long snakey thinge that multiple functions for breathing, drinking, feeding grabbing, smelling and trumpeting their presence to foolish beings in their neighborhood let’s us not debate whose design is an efficacy par excellence so we be ungainly, too tall, too this or that, even too flawless, a specialized curse of sorts, we are the product of a sophisticated design laboratory that makes many models, each variegated, always different so get down on your knees ********* and praise the design engineers who created you to be full of & by elephantine trials and elephantine errors, thereby making us each, a special pronoun, an I blessed by definition: though not in any dictionary: unique, flawless! ** **^you are the most flawless poem you have ever written and will ever ever write***

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Dec 7, 2024

Dec 7, 2024 at 3:59 PM UTC

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~For Pradip~ who reminded me: We are all God’s Trial & Errors

~For Pradip~ *who reminded me: We are all God’s Trial & Errors* tender is the tendency, so finitely human, infinitely foolish, to overlook the obvious, let us not delve into our particular peculiar idiosyncratic knots in our hair and personalities, all natural, inherited or ill begotten in voyages to far away, like our childhood ***Thus, we are all mistakes of a sort*** with natural fault lines, accumulated dings, scapes, bruises, furrowed crinkles that took us years to perfect We are flawed like diamonds, valued by these natural flaws by graders with loups who uncover our flaunts, our clear air bubbles, the more flaws the better, because these attributes make us most interesting! you may be blonde, you may be exotic perhaps a lovely shade of iridescence, but lucky you whose scars speak out and others wonder why, they are so interesting let us design a large animal, seemingly ungainly, yet keystone to their environment, so others may profit thereby, yet insanely quick on lumbering feet, no hands, fingers, but a long snakey thinge that multiple functions for breathing, drinking, feeding grabbing, smelling and trumpeting their presence to foolish beings in their neighborhood let’s us not debate whose design is an efficacy par excellence so we be ungainly, too tall, too this or that, even too flawless, a specialized curse of sorts, we are the product of a sophisticated design laboratory that makes many models, each variegated, always different so get down on your knees ********* and praise the design engineers who created you to be full of & by elephantine trials and elephantine errors, thereby making us each, a special pronoun, an I blessed by definition: though not in any dictionary: unique, flawless! ** **^you are the most flawless poem you have ever written and will ever ever write***