...It`s snowing, the boy said. He looked at the sky. A single gray flake sifting down.He caught it in his hand and watched it expire there like the last host of christendom. (From Corman McCarthy, THE ROAD)
August 19, 2005
reentertering the ghost orbit. awakening a sleeping cell, or falling...the reactions are many, one is blinding: My God, Its so WHITE!
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