In a great town, in a great home, we find a not so great woman. this woman is without a name. Yet she represents many women, men and adolescent teen. She is the poster child for all who take shortcuts in life. She was cut from the molds of privilege, entitlement and lack of effort. No sweat ever came from her pores as a result of going the extra mile. She would take a short cut through a brier patch naked before she stayed the course. Today we find her getting out of her massive bed in her massive home getting ready to go to her massive job with her massive title. She is massively late though… Seems like she hit the snooze button one too many times, which is her norm. Unorganized, sleepy and slightly confused, she rushes to prepare for her day. A meal and a quiet moment to reflect on goals, are never a part of her morning routine. Vanity consumes her on this day like it did on the days before this one. The skirt she slips on is too tight. The blouse she squeezes into shows too much cleavage. Her face has too much make-up and her hair is too big. Deep down she believes she is not beautiful and she’s right in a sense. Her heart is ugly but this ugliness is by choice. It refuses to love and be loved and that’s why it acts the way it does. That ugliness rises to the surface, personified by the lies of her ego. So she “dolls” herself up making herself unrecognizable from who she really is. Of course, she cannot find her car keys, purse or favorite black shoes without a vigorous search. Her home like her spirit is in chaos, unorganized and without order. She is finally ready to hit the road and she does so in style. Mercedes Benz E Class. Status symbol for success, superiority and performance. Ironically all of the qualities not embodied by its driver…

 
 
     This way of living comes with a price. Karma is woman unlike the aforementioned. She is thorough, precise, diligent, determined and an unwavering female. She watches the woman with no name as she pulls into her reserved parking space for her job with the massive title. Karma has a birds eye view from the roof of the hospital where she works. Karma can hear her fellow employees and subordinates complain about “how late Karma” is. Karma laughs to herself knowing that she works on her time, not theirs. Karma looks at her watch as the woman with no name exits her car and enters the building. The watch has a white band and a white face without numbers or hands. Then the lovely and graceful Karma fades into the building though the roof where she once sat. She submerges through the concrete as if it were water in a calm sea. Down in radiology is where karma does her work. First in the form of an health issue. The woman with no name has a severe headache today. She has been having these headaches for quite some time. These headaches are due to bad diet, lack of rest and high cholesterol. However, the doctor that she trusts recommends that she has a test which has little to nothing to due with her clinical history or her symptoms. She trusts him none the less because she hired him personally, despite his lack of experience and lack of quality references. Truth be told, she hired him because he flirts with her, making her feel a false sense of beauty. Truth be told further, he flirts with her to better his position for financial gain. Being cheap, her insurance will only cover her exam at the hospital where she currently works. (Or rules with an iron hand depending who you ask) So she marches down to radiology to put herself on the schedule. Had she called to schedule the technologist would have had time to question the order and put people in place so that her study could be done with quality and care. Karma somehow knew that the woman with no name would be to eager for the process in which she herself set for everyone else. She knew that the woman without a name would skip the line. So she gave the technologist with the most skills the day off. Karma had a tech in place that was hand picked by the woman with no name herself. This tech failed through college but was graduated anyway because of who she knew. Fresh out of school and advanced to the front of the line; this tech was as green as a blade of grass. The woman without a name and the tech that she put in place exchange snooty pleasantries before her exam begins. Fearful and inexperienced, the technologist brutally over exposes her boss to high doses of radiation. In a panic, she then repeats the exam doubling the amount of exposure she had already gave. Between the two botched studies, the not so sharp Doctor had enough information to rule out what a doctor with more integrity could have ruled out clinically without the exam. His conclusion was that she needed proper rest, a better diet and less caffeine. Things deep down she had already known. Karma was in the room listening to the Doctor give his advice with the longest of smiles on her face. Her job is easy when it comes to people like this. Karma again looks at her faceless watch and slides through time effortlessly. Time and space are like a satin drapes to her. She travels to a future time where the woman without a name suffers in her home. She suffers from radiation poisoning and she is dying a slow death. She is bald, she in nauseous and she is bleeding internally. Yet karma is not here to watch her die or to enjoy the fruits of her labor. She is here to intercept. She looks at her faceless watch and the moment after she does, the Angel of Death enters the room. The woman without a name can feel the darkness and coldness in the room. She wants to die. The suffering is so great, she could care less about being alive. She closes her eyes and accepts Death’s cold embrace. What she doesn’t see is the face of Death. The Angel is not happy to see Karma by her side. For he knows every time he does he cannot take his prize. Karma tells the Angel “It is not yet her time to die” The Angel looks at her with disgust and envy as she continues. “She will be with me for awhile longer” The Angel of Death says nothing as he leaves, taking his darkness and coldness with him.

The woman with no name will not have her prayers of death answered today…

Nor will she have them answered tomorrow…

Her only company is a single tear that refused to be born. Karma has put a stop to that as well. In Karma’s eyes, the ability to cry is a form of release that might make the woman without a name feel better.

After the woman without a name went so long without empathy for others; why would Karma have empathy for her?


Bleu