Breath our scents, walk our landscape, hear our melodic dialects, delight in our savory morsels, touch each rich texture, and the southern essence remains a mystery. The ethereal south, unfathomable to the five senses, lives in the heart. If you believe in magic, and can survive the devastating passions of an open heart, just possibly, you stand a chance of living a moment as a southerner. Most people aren't brave enough to be southerners, even the ones that are.

Wednesday, September 20, 2006

Confusion is a "C" Word


Confusion is about the most familiar thing in my life at the moment. But then we tend to be quiet the confusion factory here in the deep south. Lately it seems, there is an abundance of it. They must be selling off the surplus down at the confusion factory. Normally I would know since I work there, but they are moving the factory and I've been a little out of the loop. And since things are so loopy, that suits me just fine. It just leaves me a little confused about the confusion.

So, if this post seems a little confused by all the confusion, try not to get confused about it. I wasn't very confused when I started this post but now I am. Actually, I think I was confused before, but then I may be confused about that also. In all the confusion I seem to have lost track of my confusion. Gaaaah!

Confused beneath the Carolina moon,

Dread

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