Post by Makes-No-Sense on Jun 22, 2010 18:32:45 GMT -8
You would like this to be about tragedy and loss. Wouldn't you? I'd bet you would. It's not.
It's a matter of law.
Not those silly ones written on paper that exsist to be nailed to doors as affirmations of rebellion. Or the foolish ones retold through story and distributed as propaganda for the purposes of being "the way".
Those are rules. Rules provide for us justification when their condition is met. Never before. Rules are never broken; they are only ever brought into the domain of the third law.
A distinction must be cleansed and made aware succinctly about the term we define as law.
Laws cannot be broken.
This transcends the simple terms of science to exsist beyond the bounds of what can be attained through perception and quantification. In other words, not all laws exsist to govern the corporeal and manifest themselves in mathmatical quandries to be solved by the mentally obese. Laws are, by their very nature, limitless in their sovereignty.
While we can dismiss this as a circular arguement of fancy thinking and boggled bowel movements of the cerebral sort, indulge your urge for rebillion one step further and revolt against the established thought you've kindled as common sense.
Numerically three has always held a sway of power over the fascinated, and rightly so. Prime, without stalemate or monarchy, in the purest form. Once exposed I searched for the vexxing point to disprove and have only rooted the search further fathomed then any fool dare mark the twain of their own faith.
Every body persists in its state of being at rest or of moving uniformly straight forward, except insofar as it is compelled to change its state by force impressed.
Simple terms would define this as the death of my sister, Rae. Mind you though this laws broad application. Beyond that such a simple state of shifted paradigm I know have been impacted and my trajectory sent askew.
I was at rest with her safety. I was at rest with her glee at the silly obligation to ordain the obtuse as a required quest to be delivered safely from the jabberwocky of civilization.
I am now in motion. Impressed upon by the force of failure. Forward to a forboading fascination of a single, now, forgone conclusion. She would out live me. I know now that was a rule...not a law.
