Monthly Archives: October 2020

“Ho-Hum. Ho-Hum, twiddle Our thumbs… How boring is perfection. How tedious the monotony of eternity…” Sure, it was a crap-shoot. But They were getting fidgety! After They were done, They said, “It is good – enough for now. But not … Continue reading →

I do not know where Mother is, nor Father, (given him)! I do not know where three boys I taught in school before they went to war to die – are. Nor do I know where PJ is, that promising … Continue reading →

No gossemer dream is too rickety, too fragile, too frayed, to shreded-a-spider-web wafting in a wind-going-down. Until it comes true. Only then, when it becomes a thing we can clutch, as we can grasp the twig tossed in the tempest … Continue reading →

All a feather needs to believe: the Wind which blows knows where it goes.

Lancelot could have come a lot in Camelot had he wished to, but that virgin paladin made himself live up to some pristine illusion created by his delusion, thus leaving Guenievere salivating over him and never giving Arthur the chance … Continue reading →