A Fulguration of Words

"I know: the mind cannot dispense with a fulguration of words that makes a fascinating halo for it..."

Whoops

I drank a bit.

Now I’m wearing a coat in the middle of a South Carolina summer and telling people what I think.

AMA?

Agon’ Agin’

When looking forward, he doesn’t see forward. He thinks only of now.

And the thoughts in your head?

The thoughts in his head are heavy.

And… this weight?

Their weight is not from depth, but one of a caged, ponderous stuff — the stuff of storm clouds and humidity.

Like a dream?

Like running in mud. Everything is fast except his legs. Except his legs are his thoughts. Yes, a dream.

And so what of the Sea Glass?

His return to before the mother’s father’s aunt’s etc.

Gone again?

Yes. His agon’, agin’.

bmorrr:

Caldwell Tanner, Travel Posters for Lazy People, 2012

What

I’m about as liberal (ie, left-leaning) as folks can get.

But sometimes? Sometimes liberals are just as fucking idiotic and clueless as some conservatives can be.