flashback

From The Heelers Diaries ten years ago.

Sunday, 6th September 1998.
The glorious rain, the
triumphant wind, how I
love them
why love such things
I always have
They call me
Tonight I stood in the field
watching the tree tops
shiver in the moonlight
sweet majesty
glory to God
Visited Aunty Marie; phoned Peter; wrote lyrics for Vamps songs.
I think one of the great errors of science is to mistake mathematics for reality. Mathematics merely offers a highly organised way of looking at reality.
Too often men mistake the telescope for the stars.