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A Challenge of Inspiration III
Use the phrases below in a unique story or poem which begs a rejoinder of some kind from other Prosers. (Credit: Dr;) Responses need not be entered directly into the challenge--feel free to compose your response as a regular post, then put a link to it in the comments of the original piece so we can all find it. One winning original entry and one winning response entry will be blessed with a life-changing $10 prize! Breathe. Just breathe. ______________Here are your challenge phrases: _______________ Feeding frenzy, really pisses me off, juggernaut, various insecurities, popular fallacies, trapping perfection, run red, nothing good can come of this, created from the depths, this damned chair, between time and tears. ____Bon chance, mes amis!
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Trapping Perfection

There is nothing worse than this damned chair. The one stuck behind the counter, with a semi auto scan to run red over barcodes, between time and tears, checking in and out, the popular fallacies and various insecurities, of the Average Library-User.

But for the grace of mom, it could have been me.

It used to be that I was out in the Stacks, where I was myself thinking of trapping perfection, as created from the depths... of souls who were worried to death, that nothing good can come of this... and who had sat in this damned chair, between time and tears, weighing the juggernaut of Humanity.

It really pisses me off. I was shelving the books, in Dewey Decimal Order, all the various insecurities of Nonfiction and Bios, and the popular fallacies of Fantasy, Poetry, and Fiction, and you guessed it, that other-juggernaut, Philosophy, as well. All created from the depths, of this damned chair, between time and tears; the same said seat, as it were of feeding frenzy. The book worm whose eyes must endlessly run red.

Between time and tears, it is not reading we are talking about here!! It's this damned chair of rigidity, where we, grabbed by the jugular as collective society, have sat, letting loose all the popular fallacies, that have led to our various insecurities... And it really pisses me off, as Juggernaut, with notes that only run red... in trapping...

As head Librarian, all data shows the patronage has lost its feeding frenzy. In truth, the scan "runs red" all by itself, in automatic. Yet, I am stuck in this damned chair, swiveling like one condemned, to popular fallacies and my own various insecurities, because now, myself, I ask What have I created from the depths, between Time and Tears, trapping perfection, from my own pen? So, I sit, greeting the Patronage, that visits, whatever it is... from this damned chair.

Nothing good can come of this, this feeding frenzy, inside the human head.

07.15.2023

Just Breath inspiration challenge III @BJLeCrae

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