The attempt at this from the evening last passed was tossed away. Didn’t even bother to look at it. The whole thing stunk of my thematic redundancies, the sort I pathetically resort to when there is nothing much of substance to say. All absent-minded technique. No heart at all.
Monday Evening Thoughts: 6.17.24
Been thinking about creation. Not the big cosmic type, though that does cross my mind, from eon to eon. But the smallness imposed upon my mathematically feeble mind tends to shelve those thoughts rather promptly, in what must be some form of psychological self-defense.
Monday Evening Thoughts: 6.10.24
Don’t mind the date. Been churring up the thoughts for this since at least Monday (yesterday) evening. Ipso facto, not false advertising.
Monday Evening Thoughts: 6.3.24
There was an attempt to accomplish this in the timely manner associated with the title. It had failed, mostly. I managed two paragraphs, as follows. And I quote…
The Veracious Facade 