42: The Cleveland Experience
Saw glass in the middle of the bridge today; before, it was on the side. So I’m thinking that the glimmer means that I have to pick the glass up & put it in my salt & vinegar bag…
Maybe Heaven is Supposed to be this Planet
Maybe Heaven is supposed to be this Planet. This is the butterfly that’s going to carry me home, and this is the trash I’m going to pick up later, I hope.
Calling All Egos of the Universe
Auguring the Divine