Billows up like laughter and the Cross of Changes....

from last weeks thoughts:

The sun crept out from behind it's gauzy curtain of silt-rains and ashen fog, and startled the sleeps from our eyelids. I discovered that there was a Unicorn once, a long time ago, but it is lost now. I haven't yet decided my next move, or my next dream, but have begun to construct a path from old shards and stones. I'll follow it and drink up mysteries, washed down with candy-sweet mouthfuls of chartreuse. And I'll always enjoy my sugar-hiccups...........
from this moment on.

"I hereby amend everything I have ever said with this sigh...."

"I feel so good, all hookers and gin."

"they threaten to let me through to a heaven starless and fatherless, a dark water."