“Red", I write is the color of life. It's blood, passion, rage. It's menstrual flow and after birth. Beginnings and violent end. Red is the color of love. Beating hearts and hungry lips. Roses, Valentines, cherries. Red is the color... Continue Reading →
A slash of blueA sweep of graySome scarlet patches on the way,Compose an evening skyA little purple slipped between Some ruby trousers hurried onA wave of gold A bank of day This just makes out the morning sky.by Emily Dickinson
Appear weak when you are strong, and strong when you are weak.Sun Tzu, The Art of War
Glad to start another journey around the sun together! For this year I'll go with Descartes Divide each difficulty into as many parts as is feasible and necessary to resolve it.
Getting old...like every other year.
Meanwhile the sunsets are mad orange fools raging in the gloom...Jack Kerouac, Desolation Angels
I've seen a look in dogs' eyes, a quickly vanishing look of amazed contempt, and I am convinced that basically dogs think humans are nuts. On that note, have a good end of the year! Cheers,
Happiness is a warm puppy.