Whom Do You Believe

Rich and endless Bob Ross blue, with dotted dumpling-shapes is ceiling, anyway, a limit over ant-farm day. The teacher’s mouth reveals how water vapour scatters light in atmosphere, makes it glow a certain colour, offers up a boundary, conceals the dark and million stars – oftentimes, the moon from me. I have seen some picturesContinue reading “Whom Do You Believe”

By Design, Intelligent or Otherwise

I could not sleep longer than 3am. The best I could think to do was to grab hold of Facebook and scroll away. I did so. I am weak. This is not good. The man, Mr. Zuckerberg and his company, his cheating and lying and good ‘ol college boy antics / attitude have taken usContinue reading “By Design, Intelligent or Otherwise”

What I See

On a cold day, I sit comfortable, surrounded and kept from what is real by the steel and glass of human pretension, our magnificent folly. Through a slanted window I watch while squirrels busy themselves at mundane procedures. The mundane is necessary of us all, ordered by God, if you will, or by the inertiaContinue reading “What I See”