A Turning Point

Toward another now

thick clouds under grey sky in evening

At a critical time, the high priests of progress were called in to advise, and it was expected that their minds would point ever forward, that new horizons would be proclaimed sacred and new wine drunk before its time while the sacrifice was made offstage. They did and it was. Aftermaths appeared much later on the new horizon, and eventually the aftermath was now.

Author: Stacey C. Johnson

I keep watch and listen, mostly in dark places.

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