One sees a cat crossing a busy road late at night. It hurries across looking left and right partly seemingly aware of the danger. A sigh of relief it makes it across safely and slinks away out sight through a gap in the fence. One then thinks if that cat does that too often one day it is going to get hit.
The right turning arrow turns green, accelerator and, straighten - the home stretch now. Home is a 600m down this road. A white flash from the left hand side of the car, head lights show up a poor cat recently run-over on in the middle to left of the road. Clunk and clunk, the dead cat gets twice run-over. How aweful, poor cat, what a way to go then have its body treated that way.
There are many thoughts in us that descend from a higher plane wihtin us that are like premomitions.
It is always wise to listen and remain alert.
End (3255).
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