Plate Tectonics Versus Gamma Ray Bursters

An old man remembers what he has been yet the details are unimportant. Then the outline disappears, and the meaning. Good, I can die or go to work, be wise or a jerk. Rich or poor, the wind and rain wear us away and it's o.k. Ask what matters, that question. Feeling the seasons, wearing a hat, loving your woman, a good ****. Children born. Two cells meet, multiply, spiral into fetus. The mother is amazed: an intelligence apart from herself. The violent rainstorm kept me awake although the lightning was still far away. I lay in my bed and listened naked.