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    dots Submission Name: The Shadowdots

    Author: coloredstone
    Elite Ratio:    8 - 99/60/37
    Words: 310
    Class/Type: Story/Misc
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       somethings you have or want can't be taken or given to you. You have to earn them.

    Make the font bigger!! Double Spacing Back to recent posts.

    dotsThe Shadowdots

    Midday had found him wandering in the park. The sun was high and his spirits were low. Mr. Kaye was as heated and baked as the pavement he walked on. The subject of annoyance today was Shelia. Well, at least it started with her, but then it moved on to the son, the boss, the butcher, the guy across the street and everyone else. “Isn’t there anybody in the world who can pay a man his due respect, for the love of God?” Mr. Kaye said in exasperation, staring down at his shadow. Suddenly, he began to feel annoyed with his shadow, too. So dark, flat, stubborn and useless. Just like the rest of them. They just want to do as they like, no matter if that’s not the way it’s supposed to go. At these thoughts, Mr. Kaye’s anger simply boiled. Before he knew what he was doing he had kicked his shadow, punched it and rolled over the ground. When he had gained control and stood up, he was half shocked and half relieved of the anger by what he had done. Now, as he glanced at himself, his stained clothes and his bloody knuckles, his shadow mocked and imitated his every deed. “Well, whatever you were tryin to do, that certainly ain't done any good,” a voice came from behind him. Mr. Kaye was ashamed that someone should have seen his outburst, but he forced himself to face the speaker. “There are people to whom one must show respect. Sometimes one fails to do that.” Mr. Kaye said plainly. The watching man scrutinized him for a moment. Then he replied, “Look at the shadow how you want him to look at you,” Mr. Kaye stared at him in disbelief for a moment, and then turned around to stare at his shadow. His shadow quietly stared back.

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      Sometimes it's good to come to quiet realizations, however prodded into them.

    I know we shouldn't say things like, This Rocks, because it has no depth, so let me just say:

    This soooo rocks the tao!!! (Depth, you know...)

    PS: OMG! I just thought of something! What if a buddhist female married a christian named Mr. Jones, and named their baby Tao...

    and if the kid grew up and sold lamps and outdoor landscaping lighting, etc., and had a 60-minute infomercial that aired nightly from 1-2 am.... Do you know what that would be???

    The Tao Jones Illustrious Hour!!!

    Yeah well, you know, it's a bit of a stretch, but with the right pregnant buddhist and lamp fetish, it could happen...
    | Posted on 2010-01-15 00:00:00 | by Runes | [ Reply to This ]
      The moral of the story is very important. I like the way the old man puts it.
    | Posted on 2009-12-09 00:00:00 | by IYusuf | [ Reply to This ]
      coolness, how trivial really it all is, wanting everything from every1. the comparison of a man to his shadow is something unique and at the same time identifiable.love this man
    | Posted on 2009-06-03 00:00:00 | by geekyslacker | [ Reply to This ]
    First of all im really sorry for not commenting on it earlier but i forgot.
    This is truly amazing! I really have nothing to say.
    i thought Mr.Kaye was going crazy.
    But its true, we get angry over one thing then suddenly over everything else around us. And then there is of course a wise man comes and clears it up.

    Great write

    | Posted on 2009-04-28 00:00:00 | by BusterLILblock | [ Reply to This ]
      I liked this piece. I think that everyone has felt like Mr. Kaye once in their lives. I honestly can remember feeling this way a lot of times, especially last week. I don't know.... I didn't want this to end. I think it would be better if there was more added. That might be a bad idea, but you know, whatever I guess. I enjoyed it just like this, but maybe if you added more it could be better. Those are my thoughts, and I'm out.
    | Posted on 2009-04-22 00:00:00 | by bubble_popper15 | [ Reply to This ]

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