Never a ticket to the Wesak

NEVER A TICKET TO THE WESAK An entity, through depth of present incarnation; or a combination of intradimensional inquisitiveness, embodiment of cosmic scope, and being attuned to the vagaries of the perturbations of the here and now — just might … Continue reading

The Thrills, Chills, Runs, Rides and the Fairy-Dwarf Dream Choir

Hey kids (a few years back I’d periodically toss out the daily roughage to a couple goats:  “Hay, kids”).  No, really — when and if you attain senior citizen status, and read the obits to see who you’ve out-lasted, and eventually … Continue reading