There is an intangible feeling for this time of year...as I suppose all feelings are but I use the word in more of a metaphorical sense. We are at peace and also amused (and perhaps bemused) like a harlequinn dancing whimsically between two sides of the same fence. Our intangible thoughts on a gentle yet consistent simmer.
I'm reminded of 'Fomalhaut' by Montxo Algora in Heavy Metal. December 1979. I remember the 'Tears in the Rain' speech by Rutger Hauer in Bladerunner. I remember having hope with Rocket packs, Martians; a brave new world. Toward the end of a year where we realize on a deeper level that time is just a number. The only real time is change. We catch a glimpse of chaos...and it is grinning from ear to ear. Taking another sip of our mulled wine - the scent of cinnamon in the air. We are all in this together. As long as we have life and choice we have a chance.
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