|science and philosophy gallery blog|
|writings poetry alternatve medicine|
|come clouds now that we are ready eclipse our too planned joy tomorrow we will plan again today's already gone along with childhood back into the vaults of would be might and when grey clouds blue clouds peach sky willow tree and rain tomorrow we will plan again|
since I saw you last...
|chapter three:||Hamach, and the day of my death|
|chapter six||Beyond Substance|
|chapter seven||Spirit, the finger of God|
|chapter seventeen||the string thing|