What Mad Universe

What mad universe?

Only this one that we inhabit so faithlessly and irresponsibly, only this one that we stammer and struggle against.

Why do we keep from seeing the entanglements that bind us, that keep us with the weight of defeat on our shoulders?

Don't you know that we deserve this pain, this healing? No more self pity, no more loathing of our stable in life.

What cold fate holds us to the pressure of an expectation that we cannot possibly expect to keep?

Fall away from the simplicity and the complexity that we see in our lives, to see something deeper than either of these simple extremes.

What mad universe?

Only this one that we inhabit so grace covered and unpaid, only this one that we stammer and struggle to follow within?

Why do we keep from seeing the failure instead of the success, the stumbling instead of the growth?

What mad universe.


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They never did let off fully. Sometimes, he had years of rest, other times, mere weeks. They found him soon enough, and soon enough he had to jump, to stay a step ahead of his relentless pursuers. He had sought solace in the silence of an atmosphere-less world, yet there he had been chased. He had thought to hide among the noise of one of the largest trade hubs on a busy asteroid near Jupiter, loosing himself among the bustle of Sol, but even there he had only delayed his discovery. He had bought passage to the outer reaches of the known expanses of space, but nothing could stop their quest. Orsen despaired of ever gaining more than a decade's peace, but he knew that he had to stay a step ahead of them.