I remember walking around the cold (just as I like them) streets of San Francisco on a day that seemed extraordinary focused and bright. It was May and the winds coming in from the harbor didn’t allow any passerby, tourist or local, to have them be avoided. This elaborate wind caused the birds to fly in choreographed semi-circles and somehow heightened the senses. Walking around the...
“The essence of Christianity is told us in the Garden of Eden history. The...– Frank Zappa
THE END IS NEAR