For Dinner last night I had Sausage and peppers (Hot Italian sausage and a medley of Pepperoncini, Corno Di Toro Rossa, Corno Di Toro Yellow, Golden Marconi, Red Marconi, Purple Marconi, and Carmen peppers) all grown in special climate controlled boxes in my garden. (Except for the Pepperocini, I have them shipped here) and I had stuffed portobello mushroom caps
He - (Simón Bolívar) - was shaken by the overwhelming revelation that the headlong race between his misfortunes and his dreams was at that moment reaching the finishing line. The rest was darkness. "Damn it," He sighed. "How will I ever get out of this labyrinth!"
So what’s the labyrinth?
That’s the mystery isn’t it? Is the labyrinth living or dying? Which is he trying to escape - the world, or, the end of it?
