Total Eclipse’s Total Eclipse
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It was within this past Sunday evening’s waning hours when our Universal Overseer aligned, to perfection, our inner solar system’s essential spheres; namely, the Sun, Earth and Moon; thereby (at least in theory) presenting astronomers (accomplished and amateur, alike), one of the few, awe inspiring delights still remaining in modern life.
Alas (as usual), all did not go well for all of us Michiganders. At the most inopportune moment, storm clouds rolled in, start to finish, to totally eclipse this total lunar eclipse.
In other words… the literal clouds; the metaphorical “fallen curtains” had overruled; ruined all our fun.
While most dedicated sky watchers are left little choice but to take, in stride, such dismal celestial washouts, it’s my contention that Great Lakes Staters, such as moi, have been forced to weather far more than our share of the absolutely, disproportionate levels of disappointment.
Such is our sorry “lot” in life (both in the cartographical / geographical and metaphorical sense).
The grand scheme’s far less stellar elements can and do come into play, too; e.g., lifelong occupational and financial disadvantages that still continue to bog down my homeland’s and home state’s citizenry; this all piling on additional disproportionate levels of our shared disappointment. Once again, fallen curtains syndrome.
Yet another relevant to this discourse aspect revolves around one’s relative position on life’s road; in my own case, the nearly seventy Earth orbits behind me along with the expectant, tagging along, alarmingly fewer “laps” before me. Yep, once we reach the onset of “aging out” within society, an entirely unique, awareness heightening perspective kicks in; summed up best as yet, another example of our bearing witness to the fallen curtains.
Consider, too, the looming, far deeper levels of disproportionate disappointment, which our dystopian “leaders” are ignorantly and/or intentionally leaving unchallenged and unchecked.
As I type and you read these very words, these autocrats are allowing humankind’s Final Act to practically author itself. It’s tough NOT to view our collective presence upon the world stage as all but over; such an ill-fate seemingly, already hammered and chiseled into our communal tombstone; all but awaiting those final fallen curtains.
The detailed rundown to The End…
Fragile Earth moldering diurnally; environmentally
Untold (f)lawmakers legislating; unconstitutionally
Coronavirus variants sickening slaying; microbially
Killer sociopath Putin dying to blow up; atomically
Expletive laced acrostic spelling our fate; vertically
Downward fallen curtains; End of Earth; eventually
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CommonSenseTom 