I still don't. I am living on a spinning ball of solidified magma, hurtling through dark space at 29.79 km per second, while our solar system is orbiting around a black hole (the center of our galaxy) every 225 million years. I don't need to be reminded about existential anguish by a painting, especially when the original title was "The Shriek of Nature." Less screaming, more healing.
Recently, a fellow blogger showed me her interpretation of the scream. This one I like. It makes me laugh. Actually, the heart-shaped antennae are killing me.
Meg posts annually, in a prolific year she might post twice. I will never have to worry about catching up on her posts. She lives in paradise, although it may not feel that way to her, but really, how many of us get to go for a walk and share living space with crabs and monitor lizards instead of pooping pigeons and shrewd squirrels?
She is openly geek, so the Geek Award is now officially presented to her.
Check out Meg's Blog, you will not be disappointed.
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