Way back in the dark ages (before the Internet), words were precious things. We would gather them up like jewels, fussing over each and every one of them to get just the perfect arrangement. We would show them to several people, get opinions and feedback, check for errors, and then ink them carefully onto paper protected by a thick leather cover. Continue reading
Flickers of meaning shimmer on the surface of uncertainty while the air thickens with anticipation beneath a swirling sky. Time accelerates towards an end but hints at a new beginning. An old soul is watching, hoping, praying for respite. Saturation drains, existence spreads thin, memories fade. It’s been so long that seconds, days, and years have become the same. Transient flames pass by and form a soft, warm glow that highlights flecks of color on the background of life. Continue reading