I love wearing a mask - I see it as a cooling device,
wash before wearing, then when the sun heats the
quicksilver that is my blood, I remain cool in my skin,
but seeing a lone motorist ensconced in a mask in
her car, I wonder if she fears inhaling her very own
Germs, I don’t believe in the vaccines, Conspiracy
Theory is my forté and having been blessed with the
ability to believe anything I want, I use Pragmatism
to choose between string theory’s 22 dimensions -
purpose and desire governing life in the relativity of
Quantum physics, but the dishes are waiting and the
CharKnight’s impatient - after rewriting reality this
morning following the lead of supernatural entities,
I had better stop bumping into things and CharClean
the kitchen for the happiness and peace of the busy
Lord and Master of the CharCastle…
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