In Memoriam

February 27, 2015 at 3:45 pm Leave a comment

Mr. Spock, human by other name, citizen of the Universe, welcome to the final adventure–or, as most would have us believe, darkness.  I agree with a naturalist sort of approach; you’re reborn or you pass on; I don’t know about the passing on bit, as I haven’t tried that yet.  I wrote that poem once and I’ll write it as a short story, in a tribute to Mr. Lovecraft, as a tribute to a Loveland I knew…or not a tribute, precisely, but the nature of that has to remain private.  I mean by ‘private’ precisely the opaque portion of Bilbo’s parting speech; he was one of the ones I knew not nearly as well as I should have and should have liked far more; the only thing I can say for myself is that I treated him kindly, and this was enough of a rarity that he nearly idolized me.  Well, that and the thing I find I can’t talk about just now; I may never be able to mention it again.  It trapped me into a job once and I recognize a feeling of being somehow stalked.  The patternless leave the most distinctive pattern of all for those who actually discern or even perceive by patterns.

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