Prophecy and poems abound.

Alan Moore - [March of the Sinister Ducks]--- Most of it's done, what can be written and given. If the recipients want it public, they can, themselves. I'm sitting here trying to gather myself, to go to bed, do a last check of everything, and winding down, for travel. Not in that order.

Leaving damned early. I'll try to be around, tomorrow. If not... then i don't know. I Will be around, while i'm in DC, though the internet'll be kind of iffy, as per usual, with the Dial-Up. (Duke Ellington & John Coltrane - [Take the Coltrane]). I want an MP3 player, prophetic dreams, and Air Support, for the Holy Days.

Or, nothing. Nothing's good, too, and doesn't cost as much as any of the above. I'll probably get the Dreams, anyway. Hooray!

Happy Holy Days, All.

Meme. Thesis, parts One and Two.

Dream Well