☾dreams the thirty-seventh
My compliments to our delightful radio host who articulated it so succinctly and eloquently~ A visit from the spawn of a long-dead god who lies dreaming, slumbering, waiting at the bottom of an unknown sea; some even say they are a herald to his return. Certainly not something you expect to see everyday~
But there are many such stories, many such prophecies. Fact or fiction depends wholly on where and when you are from, ne~? One man's god may be another's demon; a story is just a story until somebody somewhere begins to live it.
And our lives are just stories that have yet to be told. Or perhaps not; perhaps they are already out there, already being sung and written and heard. The multiverse is an infinitely large and mysterious thing; who knows~?
But there are many such stories, many such prophecies. Fact or fiction depends wholly on where and when you are from, ne~? One man's god may be another's demon; a story is just a story until somebody somewhere begins to live it.
And our lives are just stories that have yet to be told. Or perhaps not; perhaps they are already out there, already being sung and written and heard. The multiverse is an infinitely large and mysterious thing; who knows~?