“THOSE WHO KNOW, CHUCKLE.”
THIS IS WHAT COMES FROM puttering about in a small morning with nothing else to do (thanks, PKD, for the reference): “Little-t truths for our and every time; a considerable consideration of considerings.” Pithyisms is, thanks to Smashwords, my second…
1. THEY SAY THAT IF YOU can remember certain events or associated places, it means you were never there; space-time knots whose experience is colored by the hazy circumstances of the experiencer. Case in point: the Neo-Pagan Society of Diablo…
AND SO, EARTH CONTINUED TO shake off the irritants that had plagued her since the rise of the Industrial Age…”
— Barbatus the Elder
IT’S JUST A LITTLE BLOG called “Metaphorager.” I hope it offers respite.
THE PAIN IN MY CHEST Is growing by the hour. I hope it’s heartburn.
IT”S SPACE ON THE CLOCK Between the Tick and the Tock. Have a good Shabbos!
THAT-WHICH-SOME-CALL-“GOD“: Universal, non-dual. What is It for you?
Mom in the drug store Called out to her son: “Brooklyn!” Am I getting old?
Slate-thin clouds cover shoulders that lately knew sun. Make up your mind, God.
Scary loud gusts brush From the trees’ green-flowing hair Stray twigs and branches.
ELEVEN A. M., September the twenty-fifth — Rain hits Sonoma.