fable of the man who believed life was better

He believed his life had changed for the better…

…because a new king had been crowned.

Maybe so…but…

…his faucet still dripped…

…and his roof still needed mending…

…and he still needed to exercise more and eat less starch…

…and he still hadn’t made peace with his ex-wife…

…or his daughter or his son…

…and his dog still growled at him…

…and he still fought with his employer…

…and his neighbor still got on his nerves.

And yet, this man still said, “Life is better—

“—much better, because we have a much better king.  A much better king who’s promised to make many changes for the better.”

“I know he’s said he will,” his neighbor replied.  “But you can’t always trust what somebody says.

“After all, didn’t you say you would fix your faucet, patch your roof, exercise and eat less starch?

“Didn’t you say you’d make peace with your ex and your daughter and son and your dog?  Didn’t say you say you were going to find a boss who didn’t bark at you?”

The man who hadn’t changed then turned his back and walked away, muttering to himself, “When he starts being nicer to me, I’ll start being nicer to him.

“Anyway, I’m sure life has changed for the better…

“…because, as far as I’m concerned, it couldn’t get any worse.”

© 2018, Michael R. Patton
I’m Responsible: a pessimistic optimist responds to the trouble of his times

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About Michael Patton

I am a poet, novelist, and fabulist...A new mythologist, a peace miller, a dream worker...I don't qualify as an illustrator or photographer--I just "make pictures"...I have thirteen books available at amazon... I currently reside in northwest Arkansas, but have lived and worked all over the United States... I'm self-taught, for the most part--which is like searching for the right door in the dark. It's an on-going process.... I don't want to write MY story, I want OUR story, so that's what I'm studying: the human story: past, present, future, in its many aspects--including the spiritual. I'm proceeding at a slow crawl.... I don't see the inner world and outer world as separate. By learning about myself, I learn about others, I learn about my world.... Conversely, as I struggle to understand what I see OUT THERE, I learn about myself.... But to be clear: I don't claim any special understanding. I'm still purblind, still only half-awake.... After frustrating experience with the publisher of my first novel, I've published on my own, beginning with e-books, with plans to move into print and audio. Even video.... Along with a second novel, I've now published eight books of poetry. Each poetry book focuses on a theme. For instance, the collection GLORIOUS TEDIOUS TRANSFORMATION is about the slow difficult wonderful process of change.... In that book, as with all my work, I try to be accessible to a general audience, while also striving to achieve a certain literary quality.
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