Despair on Easter Sunday, mid-Passover. Who ate the goat? Who stole the Stolen?!
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Today is the day of Elizabeth’s funeral. A rethink.
I keep thinking Land Rovers.
I think Dutchy Organics.
Purveyors of fine foods to HRH.
It’s a jumble.
Orange into Green (Spiral #7)
This is where a camel’s hump is useful in the desert but would be a drag on a cat. Different environments and times, require different stages.
The Robber’s Cave
…made me think of pirates, smugglers and caves (a weird cocktail of Enid Blyton and Pirates of the Caribbean)
Life is, in its very nature, perverse.
Listening to conversation that involves multimillionaires and contrasting the poverty; One dollar a day and One billion In the same breath; Suspended in the same air. the same space and time Suffocating. Like the haze of ozone and carbon monoxide that lols in the ether. Ethereal neglect, like Gandhi’s house. Continue reading “Listening”