I must beg forgiveness.
Swept up with word-weaving, a few days ago, I once said something about clouds and their playmate katrina. Made for delightful, aery-faery imagery.
That was till I saw the posts on this blog.
Yes I have seen destruction like this and this. It was in early january. And there was a boat on top of a building, and another one standing at 75 degrees, upright, put there by no human hand.
Go visit the blog.
For the one thing interesting about this kali yuga is that no one is spared. Its not the stars and stripes: its poor people who are afraid of insurance, medical, the future, laundry and for their families.
Pray, god dammit. Lets all of us.
Red Lights and Loudspeakers
2 days ago