I can’t seem to control the queuing of my blog posts recently. I try and hasten their publishing, but wordpress always reverts back to the initial dates I had set for certain posts in 2013. They’re coming though, as is the convergence. But it seems I can’t make it happen any faster than it has to happen.
You can’t force a caterpillar into a butterfly.
When it is ready to change, it will build a chrysalis.
And an old Travelers poem.
Birds of a feather flock together.
White rabbits, grey foxes, and black cats play together;
While dragons pray together.
I have been to the bottom of lake Cocytus.
I was summoned to the top of the spire.
I chose to live in the middle on earth.