![]() ![]() ![]() I had to read again what I myself wrote and morning came hitting me as a hammer on a hard shell not yet cracked head. My Friend (I have a few) wrote to me the other day mentioning after reading my last "personal" entry, that I seemed to be in "funk" state of mind. "Life is as always a Taco filled to the edges, sometimes a soft shell, sometimes a hard one" And out of the night before me, the wind brought to my ears only one sound, perhaps the loneliest sound one can hear, the barely audible faraway ululation of a coyote wailing as if he mourned for something lost and gone” ~ “Gary Jennings” I might have been looking as far as the edge of the world and seeing not another Human Being or the evidence of another Human ever having been there. ![]() “Before me in the darkness, there was no trace of activity or humanity. ![]()
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