“The effort to understand the universe is one of the very few things that lifts human life a little above the level of farce, and gives it some of the grace of tragedy.”

— Steven Weinberg

Today the big guys are losing big money… people are out of big titles and the whole world is going through a devastating crisis…

Today people are worriers, real and fake both… concerned about the next guy running their old country… another person to once again fool them with his nonsensical ideas and theories… who the hell knows the difference between the greens and the reds… between the blanks and the not so popular one on the covers…

All I know is that I can’t get over the most recent crash and the pieces of carnage floating around in the ocean… making me wonder when the last time was that we all saw the world in its full color…

S

The hallways are in pure silence… the day just flew backward and the night starts to grow darker… she wanders and wonders… worries and gets lost through the shadows of the strangers… thinks harsher and harder… pounds her mind to shape it lighter… what a miserable day, she pauses in the moment… mutes her thoughts and the world around her…

She then smiles and craves for puffs… loves and hopes… dances to his tender tune… oh, to all those magical words… closes her eyes and in her dream she makes the sweetest thrilling love…

Now she starts…
… dares and writes
about “you”…
… where is “you”?
“You”, the birth of her new life…

S