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Ashprint at Solstice

They say the house was never built. It was fed. Stone learned hunger there. Doors learned to close without sound. The Keeper kept order the way frost does— not cruel, not kind, only certain that things remained where they were placed. And the girl remained. They called her ash-bound, as if soot... read more

The day I was born

Nasa took this photo on Jan 12, 2001 "These two galaxies are interacting in a surprising way, connected by a "pipeline" of obscuring material that runs between them over 20,000 light-years of intergalactic space. Silhouetted by starlight, the dark, dusty ribbon appears to stretch from NGC 1410... read more

A poem (originally) in Medieval Italian

Today, I wrote a poem in Medieval Italian, in the style of Petrarca, after asking someone local if she had ever read that poet. The original won't be presented here, but in an English translation, said poem went like this: "Gentle lady, who seems born in heaven, and carries the sun within your... read more

Sometimes, the people who lift you up aren’t bound by blood but by genuine care. Life teaches us that loyalty isn’t defined by family ties it’s found in hearts that stand with you when you’re at your lowest. Be grateful for those rare souls who show up without conditions; they’re the real blessings

Have a wonderful Monday

北見へようこそ！

My kid and I are in Japan right now to celebrate their upcoming 21st birthday, and last night we stayed in Kitami as we make our way around Hokkaido for the first half of the trip. The part of town near the main bus terminal has these cute signs all over the place. Apparently (if the anime... read more

You keep revisiting what God already delivered you from, then wonder why you feel bound again.