Random Crap from a Weary Mind

 There's a certain Slant of light, (320)

BY EMILY DICKINSON

There's a certain Slant of light,

Winter Afternoons –

That oppresses, like the Heft

Of Cathedral Tunes –

Heavenly Hurt, it gives us –

We can find no scar,

But internal difference –

Where the Meanings, are –

None may teach it – Any –

'Tis the seal Despair –

An imperial affliction

Sent us of the Air –

When it comes, the Landscape listens –

Shadows – hold their breath –

When it goes, 'tis like the Distance

On the look of Death –

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I know my neighbors hate hearing me ‘here, kitty, kitty’ every night for the past 30 years. 😼😹 We took in a feral kitten on Halloween…It’s about to explode kittens any day now…We thought it was a boy. 🤦🏼‍♀️

Don’t worry; be happy.

Rock on, Jesus & baby Buddha. ☯️

🇺🇸 It’s SO FUN & FREEING to post on a social media platform with no Commie censorship! 🇺🇸

Oh, the memories attached to this phantasmagorical song, “KASMIR”. 🥰