One last blog
Outside the ordered universe is that amorphous blight of nethermost confusion which blasphemes and bubbles at the center of all infinity—the boundless daemon sultan Azathoth, whose name no lips dare speak aloud, and who gnaws hungrily in inconceivable, unlighted chambers beyond time and space amidst the muffled, maddening beating of vile drums and the thin monotonous whine of accursed flutes. - H.P. Lovecraft
The chairs have all been put up. The floors mopped and cleaned well. All the glasses neatly arranged. The jukebox unplugged, it's songs silent now.
The journey has been fun. I thank you all for walking the path with me. But life awaits beyond the door, and I must follow the piper now.
The future becons. And A future I do have now, a much brighter one than that when I started this journal of my chaotic mind.
Your friendships have been a great gift, smiles in times of darkness, laughter in times of light.
Yet in chaos, as in life, all thing end.
This is farewell.
From the Blind Idiot God, to all those who have stopped by these pages....
Thank you for your time, thoughts, and friendship.
A smile.
A Bow.
Please,
turn the lights off when you go.
Sincerly,
Jeffrey D Jennings 1/21/08
The chairs have all been put up. The floors mopped and cleaned well. All the glasses neatly arranged. The jukebox unplugged, it's songs silent now.
The journey has been fun. I thank you all for walking the path with me. But life awaits beyond the door, and I must follow the piper now.
The future becons. And A future I do have now, a much brighter one than that when I started this journal of my chaotic mind.
Your friendships have been a great gift, smiles in times of darkness, laughter in times of light.
Yet in chaos, as in life, all thing end.
This is farewell.
From the Blind Idiot God, to all those who have stopped by these pages....
Thank you for your time, thoughts, and friendship.
A smile.
A Bow.
Please,
turn the lights off when you go.
Sincerly,
Jeffrey D Jennings 1/21/08