What Becomes of Ashes

Posted: March 13, 2014 in Uncategorized
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Imagine. Imagine we have a secret hideaway place. A place no one else knows about and no one else can get to. We laid the foundation. We build the walls and the roof. It’s not perfect but it’s ours. Our place is cozy, warm and inviting. It’s the kind of place you want to stay for a long time. It has all the things we like and it is incredible special, incredibly beautiful, incredibly wonderful – because we made it like that, because it’s US.

The universal law of science says that all systems, if left to themselves, move from a state of order to disorder. Our special place began to be left alone. It was visited less frequently, sometimes by only one person at a time. It started moving from a state of order to disorder. No upkeep was made, it was neglected and paint began to peel, dust began to settle, cracks began to form.

On a greater scale our favorite things were taken away, one by one. It began to fall apart because we began to fall apart. Grass grew in places it shouldn’t, rain fell through gaping holes. Wind blew through broken slats. It stayed that way for a long time: a very long time.

Then came the day that the match was lit and thrown onto what was left. The sad dilapidated remains burned to the ground and all that was left was ashes.  Just ashes.

I’ve read that beauty can come from ashes. I actually even believe it’s possible.

 It’s just that not all ashes will become something beautiful; they just have the potential to.

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