August 23rd, again

Where in the world do you find counsel? From the ideas and words of long gone wise history? From the voice and images of a current crop of snake-oil salesmen? From the weary wisdom of your tired and frantic friends? The kind and awe-struck eyes of your young son? The insistent nudges and whines of your loyal dog? A book of kind thoughts gifted to you by your loving sister? from the tea leafs found at the bottom of your coffee cup? the imagery found in the fleeting clouds? from the almost-voice that visits in the dark dark dark quiet time when only you can hear yourself scream…

Ciao,
:: s ::
Respice ad diem hanc | “Don’t Forget to Be Awesome”

//8:08a+23Aug20= Sunday morn || Dan the Monster truck, entertaining the Rumbly, in the middle room, as my inner counsel runs around trying to make sense of things – kinda sounds mis-fire-y engine sounds, along with screechy brakes and clunking bad clutch work. Not the prettiest of sounds… thanks goodness I can’t smell my thoughts!!!//