The letters of our thoughts are the ideas present in our mind before they come to realization . . . Thoughts that are, yet not felt . . . The words of the subconscious . . . of the soul . . .

These are the LETTERS OF MY THOUGHTS.

Tuesday, May 23, 2006

Musings




The air is humid, each breath draws in the muggy cloud that seems to permeate all.

Stretching from the East, dark clouds pour their heavy droplets upon our heads.

To the West, the Sun pokes through the clouds, giving off a sickly yellow hue.

It's dark out, though the Sun will not set until close to ten.

Photo by Roman Vishniac

2 comments:

A Simple Jew said...

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Mottel said...

thanks.