I do fear, sometimes, this is all bullshit. It snowed the other day where I live. That did help, a bit. Changing of seasons makes for nice patterns to ritualistic self-discovery.
Tag: humanity
Supra-man
They put handcuffs on his wrists. Hooked right to the table at which he sat. The dopes. Stuck to the fantasy of control. Something that had been gone long before we found him. They clung to nothing. He just played along. The man in the chair. Whoever he was.
Sunday Morning Thoughts: 10.29.17
There had been a few ideas bouncing around in the old noggin regarding this. I have yet to commit to any of them. I have that problem at times. And at others, the opposite.
Sunday Morning Thoughts: 8.20.17
Time! That bastard! All this talk of human might… and yet at the clock’s mercy we all remain. I can hide it or dress it up any way I’d like. As can you. But the ‘tick-tock’ of inevitability can be deafening. Something we all were supposed to learn from Captain Hook, yet never quite did….
