Iggy Makarevich¸ LMNO: Fortean Blues

I was going to say ‘Surfing…’ but that implied some modicum of control on my end. There is, naturally, none of that.

LOL, or more like lol. As I have mentioned, this space is weird. I keep meaning to note things here, but, well, you know. Many things are meant to be done. Implementation. That’s the thing.

Rarely get the 11:11 deal here, in this place it’s the fabulously frequent xx:59 and we cannot forget the neat little subset of minute-change(any). Two phenomena for one. That’s alright, then.

This writer’s block busting thing [restarted now after a lengthy dormancy] is certainly not one of the things thriving here…but…aaahh. God. JAW told me to write a book. Andy and Cathy, too. Not to mention Arem, Nick’s son… Soon, hopefully. I am not believing in it. Needs ficksin,’ that.

Nice, eh?

Wait! Oh , now what?

but, hey, man, like, what about this  ?

hmmm…

Now this is more to my liking.

Yes, soothing. …smooth…

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We stopped to admire this great view on a jaunt in Honduras.

Some of the things that caught my eye enought to hit save recently. Make of that what you will. It’s all one can do, in the end. I put in two of my friend John that I took in Honduras. John’s fighting cancer. You can help him, yes you can!

I wish you peace.