If you've tracked along with my "thought-stream" lately, you know that I have been kind of reeling from the illusory, ephemeral nature of our existence, and how the certainties of life sort of vanish upon reflection and concentrated intention.
But, as they like to say, there's always death and taxes. And then well, yesterday, I almost whooped with joy when I came across this notice about Alan Moore's forthcoming novel "Jerusalem."
Moore tells us his novel will explore the space-time continuum and "disprove the existence of death." So I guess we are just left with taxes! After a while wiping away certainties becomes pretty much exhilarating!