Hamartia

Murphy never understood the law that bears his name. If he had no-one would have laughed. 

The ‘hamartia’ - the ‘sin’. Unavoidable failure in the face of good intentions.

Should I have taken the money? The box promised more…

And then swallowed me whole into an empty abyss.

I see a law. I see a curse.

That every deed, no matter its temporary brightness ends in darkness.

What if I found another law. 

Take all creation and invert it. So everything falls upwards. 

And mistakes spawn triumphs that redeem their clumsy origins. Inexorable freedom.

What would Murphy call that law?