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Previous Challenge Entry (Level 3 – Advanced)
Topic: Life (06/15/06)

TITLE: Life (i)
By Jesus Puppy
06/15/06


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Life..?

In the very depths of time and space, far across the multi dimensional plains of existence, both physical and spiritual, past brightly shining stars and a variety of planets, asteroids, and spacial dust clouds stretching for billions of miles, there stands the greatest of beings. One who formed every speck of dirt and whiff of gas throughout the Universe, and did so from a single idea brought to light. That being, the almighty Himself, merciful and loving, powerful and compassionate, to the just and unjust alike, and I truly believe He is laughing at me. . .

Here I sit, at a desk cluttered over with the cast-offs of discarded thoughts, writings and ramblings of years gone passed, jotted down on countless reams of notebooks, loose pages of crumpled paper, the odd assortment of scratch pads and napkins, old envelops and scribbled on backs of business cards of companies long closed. Ideals, moral values, hopes and dreams, piled high and stuffed in drawers so full they can hardly be opened.

Computer disks, floppies, and scratched up music CDs, fill many a rack on the wall, and even stacked on top of those until it threatens to slide off onto the floor just as messy with of odd scraps and coffee cups overflowing from a trash can that should have been dumped weeks ago. File after file of old imagining and snippet stories never to bear fruit in this day and age, as it is always replaced by the next odd chaotic meandering of a mad-man's wild grasp for sanity.

Dishes left unwashed; plates, glasses and pans crammed in the sink and on top of a counter already layered with styro-foam cartons, to-go boxes, and almost empty deli sacks of carry-out dinners and delivered meals. A colorful display of chip bags and half buried dip bowls that look as though they have new growth taking root within, like an old chia pet lost in the shuffle of by-gone years.

And this over a number of old dictionaries, thesauruses, cross-references, no telling how many bible-concordances or study books, from single Gospel-tracks to full-blown novels of new and ancient literature alike. One on top the other, crowding out shelves to be no more than dust collectors beneath cast off dirty socks and work clothes, tossed aside in a hurry, to jot down the latest rhyming word for a line of ever-changing poetry never be finished.

In the midst of all the beautiful clutter, and scratchy squeak of hidden speakers, I can just make out the ever present chuckle of our precious Saviorís voice as I dig through the massive array of an odd style of existence, in search of the one thing I probably don't have anyway... An eraser.

Yes, I can hear His oh-so-calm giggle, and those lively words I know so well. "My child, you need to get a life."


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Jan Ackerson 06/22/06
This cracks me up, because you and I are probably the only two writers left in existence who actually use pencils and erasers...and I was tickled by the thought that the Almighty is aware of our predicament.

Your list-y paragraphs bothered me at first, but they grew on me, because they really contributed to the wry mood that you gave us at the end. Good job!
Edy T Johnson 06/25/06
Your first paragraph put me off, a little, I admit. Hiding the Almighty way out in "the very depths of time and space" seemed erroneous.

But, I'm glad I kept reading, because you did bring Him "home" at the end.

Also, I love your description of the environment of one creative mind. (It's pretty hard to be both creative and tidy ;) Invest in an executive secretary, and you might have a million-dollar masterpiece hiding under those dirty socks!
Dr. Sharon Schuetz06/26/06
Wow. What a description. I really hope clutter isn't a requirement for creativity. lol. I enjoyed reading this. Very creative.
Marty Wellington 06/26/06
Awesome images. I feel right at home in your clutter . . . my office looks exactly like this. He he!!! Noticed a few punctuation thingies, but I loved your idea and the ending. Great story!
Sherry Wendling06/26/06
Very creative and a hoot to read!

Your power of description is mighty and a delight to read. I love the way you juxtaposed tangible flotsam with spiritual and mental jetsam in your lists. You effectively set the mood for a great ending.

One nitpick: the last (incomplete)sentence of your first paragraph wants to be awarded its rightful verb, I think.

Altogether a standout piece, Pup!
George Parler 06/26/06
Clutter? I have you know that I resemble that remark. :-D

Great story. I found many relatable points in this piece. I enjoyed it very much. Thank you.
Jen Davis06/26/06
Great description! A very enjoyable read. I liked the simplicity of the beginning and the rhythm throughout the piece. Very well done.
david grant06/26/06
Like the style. You took a risk by cluttering your writing to emphasize the point. I must agree too that I walk into my office everyday and say "I just gotta clean up this place!" And I don't. Nice original work. A DAVEY for best "mad-man's wild grasp for sanity."
Anita Neuman06/26/06
I love the flowery opening paragraph, drawing a majestic picture of infinite, almighty God - and then the sudden leap to Him laughing at you (us). A delightful read, as always!
Rita Garcia06/26/06
Pup, this is wonderful, what a picture you painted for us!
Delightful!
Laurie Glass06/29/06
This is great! I love it! I literally laughed out loud when I read about the eraser. Though for different reasons, I think I've heard God laugh at me, too.
Catrina Bradley 12/17/06
This is priceless! I know God laughs at me too. What's fun is, I end up laughing along. You've described my desk to a T. Thanks for the link;. I enjoyed it.
Catrina Bradley 01/08/11
I love the rambling style - and it all makes perfect sense. Awesome writing, Pup.