East and west north and south and the rest nadir and zenith
Earth a dice that rolls along a locus that’s predetermined!

What number whither a face we have been assigned to there?
Nobody knows but one that throws this eternal spooky dice!

Akin to a *Brownian speck random walks every life!
Haphazard; yes forget it; the concept of chance, in believe!

27th February 2010

*Brownian motion- aimless motion- that of the dust particles witnessed in a ray of bright light or the motion similar of a man fully drunken

Kesav Venkat Easwaran

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