Satori
The breeze dies. A bat glides across the full moon.
The breeze dies. A bat glides across the full moon.
Felonious Trump is functionally illiterate. He’s bored by his morning briefings unless they are about him, and he ignores printed information of any kind. Because he can’t understand it, he says it’s lies made up by Crooked Joe Biden. “It is strange the way the ignorant and inexperienced undeservedly succeed when the informed and the
There was a man of double deed, Who sowed his garden full of seed. And when the seed began to grow, ‘Twas like a garden full of snow. And when the snow began to melt, ‘Twas like a ship without a belt. And when the ship began to sail, ‘Twas like a bird without a
The insurance game in high-risk areas is an outrageous shame.
This morning the woods are silent. New snow is sifting down. The sky is dove-grey.
Cat, what do you mourn? Are you getting older, too? I will mourn with you.
Janus, two-headed God of changes, gates, doorways, beginnings and endings, rules the transition between years. The New Year’s resolutions mortal make cause both his faces to smile.
If I could ever be somebody else, I wonder who I’d be. Great God Almighty! The Devil Himself? I certainly wouldn’t be me.
The world wags gladder with more music and less blither-blather.
The only people who don’t believe in Santa are those without dreams.