In the recesses of my mind

There are some scary things there. In the darkened corners of the bright light cave also known as Kris. I’ve been sleeping with the enemy… sloth and apathy. I am waking up and I don’t know to what. It’s time to pose some simple questions, some complex answers, and some large bottles of wine to go with them.

It is time for the sleeper to awaken. Who is the sleeper? And from what dream does he arise? And to where is he going? Ah, the dreams of the middle agers. What dreams may come to those who dare.


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