We're Riding On The Carousel Of Life......

Buffy St.Marie had it right......we go round and round and round in the "circle game".  This has been more like a roller coaster than a carousel, but it is still a circle. This spiritual emptiness is like a really dark night that never seems to end.  Just when I think dawn must be breaking, I look at the luminous face of my watch and it is still three a.m.  I am lost in the wilderness.  I have been so angry at God, so angry with myself.  Okay, God, I confess!  Mea culpa, mea culpa, mea maxima culpa!  

The Rubiyat says:
          "The Moving Finger writes and having writ moves on, nor all your piety nor wit can lure it back to cancel half a line, nor all your tears wash out a word of it."

I cannot change the past, but perhaps I can raise the ransom for the future.