By John Szamosi
When the plenary speaker of the conference warned us in a rather thunderous tone that even deserts are going to suffer from relentless entropy, we couldn’t figure out what the hell he was talking about or, frankly, if he was still of sound mind. But when his medicine man sidekick delivered a similar message in Comanche, we all agreed there might be something to that entropy thing.
Even though none of us understood a word of Comanche, and there was no interpreter in the room, we knew that a man with so many eagle feathers in his warbonnet cannot be wrong.
Hello John ,
Excellent writing.
A well-told flash in three expertly crafted sentences. Kudos.
Thanks, Cathryn. J
Absolute joy to read. Craftsmanship at its best.
Oh I like this so much. Thought provoking.
I love this, and I’m not even sure I can pinpoint why, exactly. It’s so rich!