Albert Einstein said that “Time is an illusion.” I’m beginning to think he was on to something. Time seems to be speeding by at warp factor 9 these days. It’s nearly Halloween. Wasn’t it just August five minutes ago? I honestly feel like I am standing still, and the entire world is racing by meContinue reading “Get out of my clock, Houdini…”
Tag Archives: fall
Sweater Weather & Epic Failure…
I wore a light jacket this morning when I ventured outside the tomb to take Libra Dog on her morning constitutional. My beloved chilly autumn temperatures have finally returned! I am one joyful little misanthrope today! (Don’t question it; I am well versed in basking in duality.) However, my happiness is somewhat marred by oneContinue reading “Sweater Weather & Epic Failure…”
From the depths of hell…
I hate summer. Seriously. As far as yours truly is concerned, the entire summer season can just fuck off and die. Here in the south-eastern United States, summer weather means extreme heat, ridiculous humidity, and every bug that has ever existed. Don’t misunderstand; I am not afraid of bugs. I just hate bugs. Absolutely hateContinue reading “From the depths of hell…”
We dance with Death, but dare not ask Its name…
It is finally Fall here in the cemetery, and the abundance of reds, oranges, and yellows amongst the trees is absolutely enchanting! I adore the colors of Autumn, and each year they still amaze me. However, it occurred to me recently that the love that everyone seems to have for these vibrant hues is proofContinue reading “We dance with Death, but dare not ask Its name…”
A fond farewell…
Fall has FINALLY arrived in my cemetery! Summer season can go back to the depths of hell from which it came, and take all the insects with it! This is the part of the year that makes your beloved Libra come alive! Spooky season is upon us. The weather is chilly and crisp. The airContinue reading “A fond farewell…”
“I became insane, with long intervals of horrible sanity.”
I think Poe was definitely on to something there. You see, people in this modern era seem to want to label everything. To name everything in some whimsical, shorthand way. J-Lo. Brangelina. It just never stops. Well, I was today years old when I discovered that there is a new name for the string ofContinue reading ““I became insane, with long intervals of horrible sanity.””
Dancing Among the Remains 