Things Fall Apart

The blood-dimmed tide is loosed, and everywhere / The ceremony of innocence is drowned

Again, my apologies for being quiet here. Everything is in flux, everything is changing. The last six months have been the most intense and difficult time in my life. Nothing has been spared. Before rebirth, immense destruction. But new life is coming, very soon. The seeds are planted and germinating. I’m not sure what is growing, just that there is a h…