The hours of darkness stretch. The stars shine with stark, desolate clarity. The thin, reaching fingers of Winter pull the color from the leaves and the leaves from the branches. The black belly of the ocean churns with strange currents.
This is my season.
posted by Jon @ 10/03/2006
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Passionate about creativity. A little bit strange. Generally opposed to dogma of any kind. Disturbingly obsessed with Halloween and horror. Loves romantic walks on the moon.
Sharing with the world the way you experience the world can be a very powerful thing. To the extent that my opinion matters to anyone, I would encourage you to do this. Just don't do it in an evil genius, super villain or mad scientist kind of way. That almost never ends well. I'm thinking more along the lines of taking your experience and turning it into some kind of creative expression. When people do creative things it's like the world is holding a mirror up to itself. I believe that can lead to a better understanding of just about anything. That's a good thing, right?
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That gave me chills. I think you just channeled Lovecraft. Yikes!
I appreciate the sentiment. And the clever reference.
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