Autobiography in Five Short
Chapters
Chapters
Chapter 1
I walk down the
street.
There is a deep hole in the sidewalk.
I fall in.
I am lost …
I am helpless.
It isn’t my fault.
It takes forever to find a way
out.
street.
There is a deep hole in the sidewalk.
I fall in.
I am lost …
I am helpless.
It isn’t my fault.
It takes forever to find a way
out.
Chapter 2
I walk down the same
street.
There is a deep hole in the sidewalk.
I pretend I don’t see
it.
I fall in again.
I can’t believe I am in the same place.
But it
isn’t my fault.
It still takes a long time to get out.
street.
There is a deep hole in the sidewalk.
I pretend I don’t see
it.
I fall in again.
I can’t believe I am in the same place.
But it
isn’t my fault.
It still takes a long time to get out.
Chapter 3
I walk down the same
street.
There is a deep hole in the sidewalk.
I see it is there.
I
still fall in … it’s a habit.
My eyes are open.
I know where I am.
It
is my fault.
I get out immediately.
street.
There is a deep hole in the sidewalk.
I see it is there.
I
still fall in … it’s a habit.
My eyes are open.
I know where I am.
It
is my fault.
I get out immediately.
Chapter 4
I walk down the same
street.
There is a deep hole in the sidewalk.
I walk around
it.
street.
There is a deep hole in the sidewalk.
I walk around
it.
Chapter 5
I walk down another street.
~ Portia Nelson ~
Taken from Panhala.net
I love this post. It is so true to real life. I seem to constantly cycle through Chapters 3 and 4. Some things soar through the end of the book.
You have to be aware of your actions and not fall pray to habit. Live and learn.
This is also reflective on Buddhist reaching nirvana.