All were given that opportunity by being given life, being born, thrust into 'being' part of the weaving process.
The leader: Man entrusted with the role to lead, to be the compass for the entire flock of multi-directionally-inclined, Godliness-declined, ill-defined, mostly reclined gathering of created beings:
Humans, had great need for, not just commitment, motivation & other self denying qualities, but a FACTOR - which being Man & only human, would have none naturally endowed at birth.
If the Divine was not inclined to fill, & provide that naturally lacking, yet most required møral (moreal)fibre the "F" factor Man so desperately needed, the HUMAN Circus long ago would have folded & the SCRIBE would have footnoted the final chapters of Man's descent to it's Dank Destiny.
Hence despite a willing spirit .. with a sensual heart within a vulnerable hedonistic body, Man was doomed to frequent falls, fails & hopeless headlong progress to a dastardly assured, obvious, expected, foregone Oblivion.
YET
though the present conTEMPORARY
being-ness ends in the ground,
the journey of one's Life
does not.
The man who only lives till his last human breath, has never really realized the immensity & the Magnitude of his being here.
No event in the earthly world is a random meaningless happenstance.
Seemingly random chanced coincidences, or 'luck' are so perceived because of one's own allowed (till later) limited spiritual perception/vision.
An unexplainable incident never was random, coincidental, neither a fluke lucky shot. It just is not time yet for the reason/purposé to be made known in it's entirety.
Believing thus as one incomplete, follow one's Guru, one's Rabbi, one's soul/spiritual guide, & the many men & women possessed/blessed/charmed with spiritual.vision.extraordinaire; though as one lives, every act one initiates
with ignoble intentions or exemplary sterlingness of purpose
either removes little or much,
either contributes lots to or detracts plenty from the combined Guilt of Man.
Regardless if one succumbs to less than noble cravings, subscribing to more hedonistic pursuits;
or from the illuminates of one's godlier idealistic high-lights;
the "colors, discolors, muddy stains,
shadows grey, blue or black, burgundy marüøn, exØx†îz" all the strands would one weave into that fabric "LIFE".
TRUTHful justification
TOTAL accountability
FINAL recompense.
at END.
The choice is one's own to be accountably responsible in treading this "route"
threading of the TAPESTRY
'LIFE'
Be it as one might
'Live' as the Happy Wanderer -
Wandering over the HI-ways & the BYE-ways
would when base is touched
"..when day's done
gone's the sun
gone the moon
gone the stars
from the hills
from the seas
from the skies
from one's Eyes
&
Ears
&
ALL
does one yet even then
stand erect, pridefool
faculties-less
with
limp heroic gusto,
hollow gunhohohoho
empty bravado
to loudly, insolently
SHOUT
doodadoodadoodadooo
and arrogantLéé
declare
independance,
freedom
with worthLéss
liberty
affirm, insist
there was only one way
AND
it
was
one's
WAY?
