On my mind as of late has been the realization that we are all merely hairless apes that found a way off of the African savannas. Listen to the crowd roaring in an appreciative cacophony, “SCIENCE!” they cry, and, “EVOLUTION!” Huzzah, I add. As a subtle result of this, I have been inadvertently thinking, among…
Tag: mortality
Dust
Dust it is all around me all I touch or feel all I make and all I am the dusts of mortality pass about us the turning of the leaves edging closer all of the time… as the wheel of the seasons turn and the green is cleansed turned and burned the entropy and illusion…