Incomplete Thoughts…

As infinite as the external reaches of the universe, so are the internal depths of the mind. And, in such, the whole of life seems to be the equivalent of an incomplete thought. Origin unknown. Destination undefined... -The Renaissance Man, Michael Angelo Smith

Room 32. The Door Opens; There Stands the Universe.

Two weeks into my thirty-second year of yet another three hundred and sixty-five—or is it sixty-six this time?—days of revolving orbit around the celestial G2V yellow dwarf. The world continues to turn and the universe operates with a business as usual attitude; uncaring and demanding. I’m grateful for that. I am grateful in the way … Continue reading Room 32. The Door Opens; There Stands the Universe.