The weather has been incredible, everyday since sometime around mid to early December I started commenting on how the climate here is fantastic, nice long drawn out springs and falls, hints of winter with a few snows and the summer a good reminder of what makes things grow, hot with more than a ting of humidity in the air.
God willing we are taking her to the place for she shall meet the old beings. The mosaics on the walls, warnings of great powers, not human but giants they be. A recall of ancient stories told deep in her youth, with always a clear understanding of what people will do if they believe in their gods. For there is one Creator that is where we lay our solid corner stone, chiseled lines telling the truth of the time.
Now we chisel on a different kind of rock, one of crystal suspended in time, as is the sign.
Be still and listen
One day I will tell you a story
Of a great man that time wrote as a palimpsest.
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