I sit here tonight and reflect upon the weather. Part of the world is under the water another part of the world was devastated by a hurricane and yet another part hit by earthquake and where I sit the fall won’t come as heat scorches the earth. It interest me that those that have no idea or would be aware of such things without the media. The more we have the ability to communicate the more the earth crashes around us. We seem blind and knowing at the same time.

Strange in its folly like a bleeding red sky at night. The thorns get ever deeper in one wave at the sea of life.