Green Lights, Blue Skies, Lollipops and Rainbows, etc.
You have stumbled across a writer’s catchall and armamentarium of lost words, a cellar if you will, stocked with last year’s sweet potatoes and next year’s onions plus a hopeful phrase or two—Fortean forays into the weird and delightful.
If you are a seeker after Truth, may we suggest you find a spiritual advisor elsewhere. What you will find in these pages are facts of a sort—mulled over, mulched, and nibbled at the edges, but the real stuff. And thanks for dropping by.
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