Sweet and Sour

Regarding Dr. Mercy

Here was someone who wanted to talk. To say something. Perhaps ‘pass it along’ and let it be known. 

Had I known more about certain issues, maybe I could have asked a few more questions.

But I didn’t. Cause I hadn’t expected it.

(Steps into chamber and logs in)

You got a minute?

“My time is yours. Go ahead.”

Taking Away Pressure

Just today…just recently in fact…this was there…in the background…this sound that is meant to somehow lend ambiance…because I can’t really listen…but I can barrow as I hear it…watching the ones who sway…because now is bad…in a deep way…that takes at least a few minutes in…to get to…going down…yeah…just how far…his body was so light…light as a feather…even in the coffin…that was passed along…light as mist gone up to heaven…not light...weighted sand of a dark soul…fallen…one grain at a time…down below…no wind to scatter…fierce…each too heavy…those little moments…lead-heavy tears…some sad…their streaks go down…pulling...not up…not like smoke…not like clouds.

Yeah, so the world didn’t end today.

No. No, it didn’t end. Not the world. Not the one that everybody else is in.

But mine is. I’m ending this world around me.

“Maybe you need to get away. Maybe you need some time.”

“Maybe we all do. That’s what this gives me. This gives me time. To get lost.” 

Now I close my eyes.

Traps

A hungry beast can get at your flock.

And if the creature has had a taste of blood, it will most certainly return until the last morsel has been devoured.

Traps can be fairly simple devices.

Some are meant to catch the target animal alive, while others are not.

Ash Gray

Credit

Makoto Aida's Ash Color Mountains are really interesting, especially viewed up close for the fine print kind of experience. You'd probably even notice that not all the dead, gray-suited men are Japanese.

See that mountain in the front?

I call it 'Mt. Olympus'. And I'm guessing it's about 40,000 pairs of feet high.

A little confused? You know what he is about, don't you?

Heaven and Hell

Several things are going through the mind at the moment.

Two are in a holding pattern:

"And the One?"

"The one just sort of fell out of the sky. Or maybe was shot down. Or struck. "

"Hmmm... Lightning."

"What's that?"

"Oh... nothing. Please, carry on."

"Sort of fell out of the sky and is on the ground. The one scene, the only scene I saw. Was the best. And I remembered that it was important. Somehow."