' Thoughts of a Thursday Night '...

A 'Nor-eastern' enters this hologram..

So early, only November..

The traffic upon the Interstate is at a standstill..

Probably, because a few suffer the lack of friction..

Nature is a 'Mother'..

Stray cats beg for food..

We give food for the homeless..

We enter into the jaws of winter..

And yet, we have not entered the day of Thanksgiving..

The poor turkeys die for our communion..

The soul keeps looking for information..

Wisdom is information without ego interference..

Days like this, are called Knowledge....



-thomas