Sometimes I sit on a stump and think of the decay.  Sitting at the computer today and trying to think of what to say to fill a page I come back to the emptiness.  Do you really want me to fill this possibility with my own thoughts?  I can include a few of my past logs, the simmering thoughts reconstituted for a taste of the then.  But what I think you will enjoy most has not yet been written so check back and see if I have added it.  Maybe on another page you find your inspiration.  Click on.  Oh and if the feeling arises to make an offering visit the altar.