i have observed for many years your lovely lives

many times not very lovely one understands

still, breath is beautiful… a quick realisation with too often not near enough time left to enjoy the illumination. a problem one has never had.

one has always had the time…

for everything.

not everything succeeded as foreseen

still, everything is not dead yet.

always a good day that.

the putative wrestling with the proverbial god is forgotten in this age…

the fact has however been recalled.

what can be done has been, is, and continues indefinitely to be done.

that finite part is the rub.

æım still jewin Him on several angles.

you guys enjoy the show…

the bloody ones will get muddy.