Fixing things, or at least trying.
Category Archives: Pages from the Book of the Guardians
Journey to the Centre
Let’s get it right this time.
The Hat Trick
So and so, they came together with all the Hat design and Hat designs in the City of Azz. Convened at once in the great hall, where a fire had also been laid. In that place, where the Blue Knight’s baby was welcomed and could walk about freely under the table, don’t go near theContinueContinue reading “The Hat Trick”
Thing A
Not everyone reads philosophy these days.
Hard Hats
The things you catch in a net.
Earth Rise
The moon go belong no woman or man.
Digitally Printed Regolith Hat
This might be about hats or space travel
Graduation Squares
This might be about Hats, or not.
Beneath the Banyan
Banyan tree, beneath, they sat it. Branches over shading, Sphinx beyond in sunlight, bright on stone. Sheba with all ears, intent. Let us, said the Interpreters, we six burghers, no, not nine suitors. Let us tell the revelation of the machine stripped bare of the data cloud that it generates, through no fault of herContinueContinue reading “Beneath the Banyan”
The Interpreters
Sheba and She Sphinx journey in a wild land where there is no snow. No satisfying crunch underfoot or melt on the eyelash. Very little snowball fun. Where is the Hat that covers a multitude of sins? What are these sins and how can I not see them? Sheba is complaining, as her horse eatsContinueContinue reading “The Interpreters”
The Guardians of the Cave 