Full Circle

Call it an overactive imagination or plain simple Karma but if I sit back and recollect incidents from my past when I screamed “Murder!” from the rooftops, I see why they have come to me; why they have come BACK to me.

Everything I’ve been subjected to emotionally has sprung from the seeds that I’ve sown a long time ago. And though I’ve had excellent reasons to believe that my actions were justified, I seem to have missed the other’s point of view by a few millimeters and gone ahead with my impulses anyway. Only to let it come back to me from a similar lesser knowing mortal who, regardless of how well I wish anyway, knows not how dearly he shall have to pay… But such is the cycle of Karma I guess…