Rising interest and my response

As a protest to the increasing federal deficit, I have decided not to sell any vessels at this time, sorry...Hence, my foil to rising interest ( rates) is to build a surplus of vessels. The weaving of this story continues!

In KG's the prophet, the protagonist Al is preparing to leave ( his ship has arrived) and he shares some wisdom with the people... Now, im not claiming to do that now, but if the mythical place known as O-- was Lopez or in this case, the internet what could I say to you that is important? Well, probably nothing... Most people have probably heard what you were going to say or they've read it or they can look it up. I recently had the experience traveling in the central Mediterranean and even though I visited Malta and planned to visit Kos, Rhodes, Lesbos, and other islands, which probably were the inspiration for the actual place in the Prophet. I had to cut my trip short and return home to Lopez because a family needed me. Otherwise who knows I may have stayed 12 years and actually learned something that I might share; but, that's not the point of this story: I said before there's probably nothing important that I can share with the people where I am a foreigner so let's just concentrate on the vessel, the vessel that was going to take Al home... This Vessel

Father's Day

One of the things that is satisfactory about making these is that they resolve unexpectedly at the end...but in today's case, although it may be the summer solstice, the moon is hanging in the sky, half illuminated and half dark, so there is at-tention between the key complete cycle of the solstice and the lunar cycle. This is what it looks like.

“Up or down, it's up to you.”

“I always like to point out the little threads that bind different artists of different generations together to help us all better appreciate the vast musical tapestry of which we are all a part."

And here is a photo that proves the point. The artist explains the vicissitudes of vessels to the one and only Trey Anastasio- bound by the homeomorphic threads of being in the right place at the right time

Phonecian fate of xlendi

In a recent visit to the archeological Museum in Malta, I came across drawings of a discovery of a Phonecian shipwreck in the bay of Xlendi. The drawings depict cargo scattered on the bottom in the form of clay vessels whose contents have been lost to desiccation. Yet the vessels have remained. My hope is my vessels may receive the same fate at the bottom of Mud bay where I live. Therefore I intend to continue scattering them in the bay to achievement of this fate and sometime in 2526-2626 they will be rediscovered by the readers of this blog.

This blog

No useful information, no historical context, no well-reasoned alternative perspectives, no coherent explanation of complex and intractable issues, and certainly no insight. Just unfounded free to relinquish their role as exemplars and tutors and to recognize the grim fate they share with the rest of humanity

Moonset