Updates to this journal
may be sparse for a time.
Please dip into the 140+
existing posts and pages.

The sun also rises!



Keep calm and carry on…



A box without hinges, key, or lid,
Yet golden treasure within is hid.



Forasmuch as all passeth, so ariseth all anew
Be of humours mild and hope abounding
And note well, who multiply division
Art chaff before That which unites
Accordingly illumined
In all times and climes
Need none aspire alone



They will come back—come back again—as long as the red Earth rolls.
He never wasted a leaf or a tree. Do you think He would squander souls?



As a year prime (if neither choice, select nor standard)
Surrenders to one less odd and betimes more even
May attractors abdicate their strangeness
While you, yours and theirs
Enjoy being alike factor and beneficiary
Of a progressive return to peace and plenty.