I’m in my little room playing my guitar. I’m a bit rusty. A lot. Drinking

cold sparkling water. Today’s weather is the harbinger of a hot Summer

It’s all right. Winter was cold…windy…cloudy…perfect.

We have no water, we’re getting ready for extinction. It’s ok too.

Everything is happening according to the laws of Nature, but, but Man

is worsening things. But I’m digressing.

Happens, I’m minding my own business in peace and quiet and Death

stops by…I’m taken aback for a minute. Yes, Life is standing at my back.

Keeping as usual an eye on one of her favorites.

Her arms are as wide as the sky and warm as the sun. And as soon as

Death shows up, my wonderful beautiful Life shields me from her.

Still, Death and I have a short conversation. Since her time is precious

as Life, she’s forced to gutturally babble a deep terrifying bass sound.

For a blink of an eye she chills my spine. But then again, Life takes

that uncomfortable moment away. Death understands she is incapable

of crossing the threshold into my little room. Life is sustained on its

orbit at all times by the sun. Looking after everyone. Until a

solar eclipse takes place and Death prevails.

Thank you, Mother Life.

EO