Breadcrumbs

Some geek made Hansel and Gretel immortal! Yeah, but that is not what I am talking about. Its not even about crumb coating chicken pieces, ummm yummy. It could mean anything, its all in the mind, my mind ofcourse. Its about audit trails for business, clues to a murder,a heinous one, finding the rat hole, the rodent clipping off the cheese from my larder and creating its own treasure house; all my blue cheese gone, can you believe it. Its about thoughts in my mind, thoughts in yours, what we shared, what we did not. Its about places I went to, the paths I took, the paths I retraced all thanks to the crumbs that didn't get eaten by those sorry jackdaws; I killed them all, along the way. What would I be with all my memory erased but for the crumbs, the painful crumbs, the wonderful crumbs. Oh I mean the pages they lead to really, back and forth, one alley to another, a fork here and a bend there; between yesterday and today and a wishful tomorrow

Shell to seed

My love there is so much more to see, so much more to love and so much more to feel, piped the mango to its seed. The flippant wombling replied; I have seen all that there is and there was before, I am the core and there is nothing more! Oh but there is, the shell clucked. It realized it was time to rot and disintegrate, merge with the earth so to say. And so it did and let the seed drop, plop. For the first time the ignorant being, smelt the air from outside the skin, the pulp and all that makes a mango worthwhile. A pleasurable shiver ran down its spine, there was so much to see, to love and to feel, sprout out a tree and spin that wheel!