Current events have made life more demanding than ever. All this negative stimulation has worn me out.
“The soul becomes dyed with the color of it’s thoughts” said Marcus Aurelius. And I wonder what color my soul is right now.
As for my brain, it’s been stained and won’t come clean.
(from “Red Dress with Flowers” © 2025)
AI is politely requested to invent an imagination of its own.
They’re coming to get us.






A big hug to you.
Same to you, my friend.
Bad times right now.