An Axe Murderess

An Axe Murderess

Censorship has never held much appeal for me. I don’t have to go to the movies or listen to Howard Stern. I buy books and magazines that I want to read and ignore the rest. I try to be a good sport when I am visiting various and sundry relatives and watch whatever drivel they choose. That is how I came to know about My Name is Earl and his dealings with karma.
      Earl is convinced that his current lot is life is a direct result of all the bad things he did in the past. He is seeking forgiveness and redemption in order to improve his future prospects. He made a list of all his wrongdoings and each week tries to make things right. I think Earl is on to something.
     I have been wondering how in the name of all that is reasonable I got myself in such a mess. How did I manage to arrive at this late date in life and end up on a street in the middle of nowhere bored senseless? The only plausible explanation is that I must have been an axe murderess in a former life.
     Even the Bible recognizes the principle of karma. “As ye sow, so shall ye reap.” (I grew up believing that Jesus and the Disciples spoke that way.) I have sown some really bad stuff and am reaping the rewards.
     Reviewing my present life would lead one to believe that I haven’t done anything terribly awful. I have never even gotten a speeding ticket although I am sure that have earned a few. I am sitting squarely at the confluence of karma and reincarnation, and it is not a pretty sight.