First, a crackle. It emerges from the center of a calm ocean. The impulse swims to the surface, pushing all the water from its path. Then, a pop. From an ocean which now roils, the impulse springs into flight. The heavens reach down as the clouds behold the spectacle. Finally, a boom. The heavens contract
Month: March 2015
I often go on writing binges and often stumble across nuggets of wisdom that seem to originate from my own mind. However, I think such nuggets often are the concatenation of all that I’ve read, in detail and in passing. Nonetheless, I offer a modicum of wisdom which may perhaps not be unknown of the
C'est Acceptable? 