Eclectic Electric

Sunday, March 23, 2025

Good morning, that wonderful way.

… to start a day.

O/ How goes it?
How flows it? \O

Don’t you knows it’s
Up to you how you do?

So, get doing your best you.

Pep-talk coffee prep done,
Let’s have some fun.

On with the show.

You don’t talk with your friends about the same things, with the same emotions, all the time; of course, this journal is eclectic.

Eclectic Electric.

Ghosts and electricity go together; it’s where we live.

Electricity ends in city for a reason.

A spooky one. Not because it’s fright worthy, because it’s ghost worthy.

Everything ghostly is spook worthy even literary redundancy. A spooky ghost is a humany person.

Onto the next.

Another most of the Country is still asleep morning.

Sometimes you fall asleep early and wake up early.

I don’t mind. It’s more easy comfort time for working.

We all have times we work best. Earlier than early mornings for me.

I find my best writing comes consistently more in the dark.

Goes with the whole ghost theme, too.

Boo.

On The Site: Deep thoughts, talks on Abe, sunrise descriptions, how the light paints each sky, AI, what dreams are for, writing, music, art, art, Art, nothing to say something in a post-modern portrait, music (said that already but you can never have enough).

You can never have enough music, love, and the words that sustain them.

Abe still asleep on the loveseat; what a dog dreams.
Still a few hours before sunrise; what dreams the light brings.
Still words on a page; what songs syllables sing.

I hope life treats you well and you return the favor.

Take care whatever topic the day brings, treat Life and yourself well, and make a wonderful day.