verse Bob Johnson Then take me disappearin' through the smoke rings of my mind, Down the foggy ruins of time, far past the frozen leaves, The haunted, frightened trees, out to the windy beach, Far from the twisted reach of crazy sorrow. Yes, to dance beneath the diamond sky with one hand waving free, Silhouetted by the sea, circled by the circus sands, With all memory and fate driven deep beneath the waves, Let me forget about today until tomorrow. 010827 ... Alexander Beetle Suffix, denoting the sum total of an individual's memories and experiences. Example: Beetleverse, Jesusverse, Biafraverse, et cetera 011029 ... amy in redbluered s'one don't know who threw a college from me to you 150601 ... epitome of incomprehensibility Biafra? Is a place an individual? I looked up the name, since I'd seen it on the cover of a book I started, Half of a Yellow Sun (by Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie; I really liked her Purple Hibiscus but this later one seems complicated on purpose - third-person, multiple characters, not first-person like the other. Hey, her essay about feminism is selling well in a slim little book. I haven't seen/listened to it.) Biafra, yes. It was an independent country for three years, and Kurt Vonnegut wrote an essay about it with details and short sentences: http://journeytoforever.org/rrlib/biafra.html. Now I am more curious about reading the Yellow Sun book taking place during the Nigeria-Biafra War. My syntax is terrible and I have to get back to work. 150608 what's it to you? who go blather from