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….

Sunday Morning Thoughts: 8.13.17

Apologies for the delay, if you’ll allow it. If ye shan’t, I will still proceed. It has been a busy few days. Weeks. Months. Life. I insist upon it that way though. It seems to be how I like to operate. Never tired, though justification for being so would not be farfetched.