This a fictional story and not to be taken as a truth unless someone out there has had an experience like this and it is purely coincidental and to considered as not a fact.
It was early Sunday morning in July and the family was getting up to get ready to go church. As the day went on from eating breakfast and drinking coffee, everyone was delighted that this was special day. The day they will always remember as long as they lived. Now after the family was primmed with proper attire and set to go to church, someone walked by the garbage can and knocked it over and did not notice it. While the trash was strewn all over the garage floor, the paper goods, napkins and newspapers, plastic tops and bacon grease with all kinds of other food particles and liquids were exposed to the hot humid morning that was brought on that day.
As the morning lingered on, there was a transformation in the works. It seems during the night a few flies got into the garage and was attracted to the scent of the aromatic swill. Of course in the process of their folly more flies were created and larvae were soon hatched and created a halo of the winged warrior of man's after affect. During this dance of the occasion, the church going family was through with their communion with God and now they were on their way home. As they pulled in to the driveway, they opened the garage door only find the winged warriors of swill flying all around the garage space. Now dad and mom grabbed a couple of brooms and started swatting them out of the garage and their little daughter ran into the house allowing at least one of them into the kitchen.
Now the job of picking up an orderly home was once secured or was it. Remember the little daughter let one of the winged warriors in the house. Now as the day progressed and Sunday dinner was over the family with all the activity of Sunday was at a close. It seemed during the confusion one of the parents knocked over some solvent which rolled down the steps of the basement and was slowly leaking patiently towards the gas hot water tank. As the day became night the majority of the fumes where beginning to take shape of critical mass. As soon as the volatile mixture became of pyrotechnics the family was retired in a long drawn out sleep. Remember the fly was still in the house. During the situation in the basement and the winged warrior enjoying the domain of the family's home both eventually got together. The fly wound up in the parents room and started to tease dad's nose. Dad was brushing the winged warrior to and fro, but the persistence of the little creature was not unnoticed. So dad decided to get up and see if he could free the pesky insect from the home.
The fly took dad to the kitchen and eventually out into the garage. Where dad finally let the tiny creature free. But dad noticed a peculiar smell of smoke, chemical and wood. Dad was now surprised that there was a fire in his basement and ran back into the house to get his family and save them. As he gathered his family he grabbed his cell phone and called 911. By the time the fire department got there the house was a total loss, but the family was intact. Now dad was recalling of the events due to a pile of garbage that wound up as the cause and effect of that event. It was amazing to him to see that the very same creature they were getting rid of was their saviour and he thanked God that they were still alive to see another day. The fly that everyone did not want around became a bodhisattva that day.
The moral of the story is and I emphasize judgment no matter how something small is bothering you it is a blessing in disguise and in this case many people discount shady things as fly by nights but this one paid off. Remember this is only fictional in my reality and is used as an opinion to bring out a point.
I hope you enjoyed reading this story as well as I presented to you. Thank you and may many little things guide you to your Enlightenment.
Dom*Colucci 2010
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