Randomosity Rant - Poem by Izik Alcox
Are they endless or is it that I just can't see the end?
Are some possibilities only so to ensure others?
Or is it all random, is random even possible?
Maybe it seems so random because were all too blind
unable to connect all the dots...
Let's look at the wind, it seems random enough but is it?
It's one of the most powerful forces we know of, random?
I doubt it. Does the wind ever repeat itself in some form or another...
Random comments... Are they? ? ?
Or do we find ourselves trying to draw the lines again?
I think this world is controlled more than we can even imagine,
It seems like most things on this planet are there for one reason or another.
Now when it comes to humans their are way too many possibilities for us.
I find our race is as close to the definition of random as one could get.
There are some to whom randomosity skips over,
they are the controlled creatures of habit.
Then there are some who do anything that appeals at anytime
without any amount of care what so ever
There are those who have random minds,
always running around never on the same page
These people sometimes become the previously stated people
however some control their thoughts to at least not always act upon them.
There are those who will eagerly do what others tell them to do
or they just do whats going on...
They live in the now but don't try to think
Within all these types the people can sometimes overcome and change
Others struggle while some ignore and just live regardless
The possibilities aren't but their is a lot of possibilities
People are so different from everything else because we have choice
Things adapt in time for surviving but that's just how we were created
The design of everything, almost equally different in a beautiful way
Altogether God should be praised everyday for what floats around
for our mind's eye to see, feel, hear, taste and smell all the time
Some people are blind to the creation, what they see is a wonder to me
They get mixed up with sin and rest is usually a good lesson to learn from
Its hard to change but the funny thing is the smallest things affect people
more often and potently than the big things. Weird...
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