He Chose a Path
He reduced to ashes
He went to the crossroads
He drummed up support
In his ever-growing quest he clued in to the matrix
In all the tracing lines, he saw the path to fate
In all the tracing lines, he saw the path to light
In all the tracing lines, he saw the path to the obscure
In all the tracing lines, he saw the path to sublime darkness
And in all the tracing lines, he also saw the path to life eternal
He chose a path
He drew down on his breath, and went
There were cubes of puzzle
There were escape-checkmate-in-three problems
There were curious paradoxes
There were encryption keys to puzzle out
Many other curious trials, also
He came down the path and finally met the sphinx
The sphinx asked him questions three
“Who of them all is the best?”
“If you were alive, of which life-paths would you partake?”
Why did you come this way?”
Beyond and above this questioning was the sphinx probing his motives
Finding none she permitted him to pass
Passing, he met us in the place of no time
And thence our journey began
From my 2017 book Synaptic Syntactic available on major platforms such as Amazon, Barnes & Noble, Apple Books, and Kobo, as well as direct from my BookBaby store for $4.99: https://store.bookbaby.com/book/synaptic-syntactic
Featured Image Sources: Unsplash+ and Photo by Jon Tyson on Unsplash, Photo by Norbert Braun on Unsplash, Photo by Maxim Simonov on Unsplash and Photo by Luca Florio on Unsplash
Bottom Image Sources: Photo by Caleb Jones on Unsplash and Parks and Recreation, April Ludgate [who I have called on Twitter ‘the best woman in the history of literature’] and Leslie Knope, captured by KnowYourMeme.com
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