And What Of My Dear Narci (Bussokusekika)
Edwin Tanguma 1966 (CA)
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It seems as IF all roads are leading to Rome…I know I really don’t need any woman…I believe that My Father is all that I truly need…I wonder IF I was mistaken in the past…Could my future possibly hold the same fate as Elijah???I have been thinking things over as well…I was prepared to drive to Santa Barbara this morning and start the wheels in motion and file for divorce…I was going to buy me a coffee for the road…And for some silly reason fate intervened and did not allow me to purchase that coffee…As I mentioned…There is something that I believe that must be done before I actually make that drive to the place I believe is mentioned in Revelation 12…But what do I know???I asked my youngest son to read up on flying monkeys…I don’t believe that he ever did…I gave my eldest son the same information…But I doubt he will read up on the subject either…And could the question posed possible have anything to do with anything that I may have done???Could I have contributed to her actions because of my complex PTSD due the trauma caused to me by the events that occurred to me while I was on Okinawa when I was a Marine???Or could she have NPD and care less about my three children and me???I guess that we will just have to wait and see how things shake out…Ya’ll may interpret said parable you wish…Is this eloquence at its best or what???
Written on November 13, 2023
Submitted by EdwinRayTanguma on November 13, 2023
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Quick analysis:
Scheme | A ABXXBX X |
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Closest metre | Iambic tetrameter |
Characters | 236 |
Words | 47 |
Stanzas | 3 |
Stanza Lengths | 1, 6, 1 |
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