Of life , unless you are a somebody
On the world stage or , even , living in
Dozens of stages of life’s , of
Falling famedon into obscurity .
Life reduces fame to just becoming another obituary .
My own retrospective thinking
Is just myself .
There is no fame attached
To my name .
Except , maybe , a guy on CBC ,
Spouting scripts I give a listen to
Just because I recognize the name .
I have lived in many different lifetimes .
We all have , who live past a month .
Maybe it’s only me
But I hear and see the words and anecdotes
Spoken about the famous and
Semi famous and the levels below them
All the way down to the local town council
And say , I see and hear myself in you .
What is retrospective thinking
Without any comparisons ?
For me , it is being shaped by beliefs .
Beliefs in my heritage , my first life experiences ,
My next expanded life experiences
Into Folk music and Bob Dylan .
Career was held precipitously in a
Momentous meeting with Chief Superintendent,
Striking favour instead of abandonment .
In other words ,
Not being fired gets you another
Day of work .
Or about more than two decades of work .
Every day is a new tomorrow
That takes a life time of experiences .
It’s a reflective perspective
That catches me in this moment
In my aged year .
I’m living in an age of world war ,
Between
Heaven
And
Hell .
God,
You know me
Better than I know myself .
You are My
Redeemer
Jesus .
Peter.
.
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