Tag Archives: Faith

Times

  The times have ticked along like babies, Spiders I mean, bursting from a tightly spun Bundle of rounded web, a cocoon of motherly Making for thousands of them – the times. Going off in all directions, little eight Legged times … Continue reading

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Level waters

What can be said about dying except that living is better. About faith except that to have none is a form of dying. About the ocean except it neither rises as the mountain, nor falls as the dead. What can … Continue reading

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