Other worlds

I’ve seen things some people wouldn’t believe.

Hydrocarbon flares above the horizon curve of tilled red earth off the shoulder of Mushaway. I watched countless robot donkeys in sea-fields of remnant wisps of cotton draw up power from the very Earth.

Endless miles of desert land scattered with cactus, shrubs, and lonely cattle near the shoulder of the highway. I ate habanero pork tamales, and some other ones, from Donny’s Tamale stand near the Lamesa System.

Speleothems in all their fascinating variations in the vast Caverns near Carlsbad. I walked the bowels of an ancient reef carved by acid into wondrous channels and chasms 750 feet below the planet’s surface, and thought “Tolkien would have liked this.”

All those moments would be lost in time, like tears in a desert.

But here they will remain.

stay human,
j

With respect to Rutger Hauer