Sunday
What, and why, have I been up reading this morning. Why because of postnasal drip coughing that moved me from bed to the Beck bedroom so Linda would have peace. What from opening BBC.com and consuming various: coffee rust, psychopaths, super-volcanos, monster nuclear weapons.
Realizing, without going off morbid, that because of others, where Pogo is right as always, and the star on the tail is red not white, there are advantages to already having lived one’s long and healthy life. What’s ahead? One doesn’t need to know, indeed, of that day and that hour knoweth no man, no, not the angels which are in heaven, neither the Son, but the Father. A moot qyestion: if one could travel forward in Time, what might one come back and hope, wish, or work to change? Or would one prefer to travel back in Time and stay there?
Realizing, without going off morbid, that because of others, where Pogo is right as always, and the star on the tail is red not white, there are advantages to already having lived one’s long and healthy life. What’s ahead? One doesn’t need to know, indeed, of that day and that hour knoweth no man, no, not the angels which are in heaven, neither the Son, but the Father. A moot qyestion: if one could travel forward in Time, what might one come back and hope, wish, or work to change? Or would one prefer to travel back in Time and stay there?
Outside on 7H porch: cloudy, 59° 86% wind 9 mph.
In my PAPA mug, double cuppa strong black stirred with three heaping teaspoons Hershey’s cocoa, 100% cacao, unsweetened.
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201711120259 CST, eyelids drooping, dropping, back to bed momentarily.
GA 17 Auburn 40
201711120259 CST, eyelids drooping, dropping, back to bed momentarily.
DThos+
somewhere way downstream in +Time+
enjoying every heartbeat and clocktick