Fallen Bookend

February 21, 2023

There is no mystical past to long and for which to venerate. We were not, in all humility the best or the worst, still sickens my stomach. There is no future, never was… I am going to hunker down, in this gleeful poverty, in my well-known backwoods. Hide from the high contrast mid-day light, as the planet spins plus rotates around our Sun. Maybe I am the UNSTABLE ELEMENT in an energetic Nuclear Fusion ( or is it fission?), no matter: WE […]