It might interest you to know, speaking of the plentiful imagery of the world, that I am the sound of rain on the roof. I also happen to be the shooting star, the evening paper blowing down an alley and the basket of chestnuts on the kitchen table. I almost miss the sound of your voice but know that the rain. Outside my window will suffice for tonight. And I wanted to tell you that someone threw a bouquet of roses.

Monday, April 29, 2013. And feet on the earth. Expel us from a planet. Celebrate mutation in unique dance. Spread your cape over the earth. Spin your web and fly. Conceive of every device against evil. Get drunk on the possibilities of becoming. Explode into solitary martial violence.

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It started as a walk down memory lane. Monday, December 21, 2015. Chestnuts roasting on an open fire. Jack Frost nipping at your nose. So often I think of this song when I think of Christmas in the mountains. Not in a isolated shack on the side of a mountain surrounded by trees. But on a short dirt road at the mouth of Ethel Hollow.