DISCLAIMER:: This post is the conclusion of a stream of consciousness series. While each part can be enjoyed as a standalone piece, they will be best experienced when read in order. If you'd like to read from the beginning, the first part can be found here.
* The Wheel *
The rest is routine.. Motion, cogs, tick-tock turning, winding up, up, up.. ticking down, down, down..
Back, Forth, day, night, weeks, months, years.. ages, eons, dust, rock, space.. eternity..
You are ephemerally eternal Ethereal, even.. Structured Spontaneity. Cosmic Causality..
Is there some grand design firing photons from pistons that fly past, ever onward, ignorant or indifferent of your plight?
A slight that you should take lightly..
..for who are you?..
Who am I? who are we, save words we deign to don?
Yet, We wear these worrisome ways like a fever or a woolen sweater on a sweltering summer evening, sweating and shivering, huddled paralyzed by fret and fear.
Tear off this affliction and throw caution to the wind. Today is your day to stand up and say "I will live my life.. and I will live it my way!"
[src](https://retailernowmag.com/taking-a-stand-for-you-and-your-store/)This is Part Four, and the conclusion, of a stream of consciousness writing series. Part One can be found here and Part Three can be found here. Comments, critiques, opinions are welcome in the comments...
Thank you for unwinding The Wheel with me
