An entity that made sense Unexpected and unsurprising

monday, the 27th of June
She is more than herself in so many ways. Her household
and the considerations of the offspring who make report to her in the circuits of their own timetables
and the employees who know that there is an invisible weight that is brought to bear - in excess of her face which smiles upon them as they make their schedule. She marks the passing of multiple man-hour days. And more insistently, unspoken, many people meld their conscious activity to her, she who lives not in her own life, but in theirs as their cash-flow incarnate
and the logisticians
the merchants
and the entrepreneurs
the clients
and the restaurant lunches
The priest who makes his mark and the importance of the authority in whom he brings to vast avenues of society some humanity and sense and succour
As she turns in her own life, the visage that is turned to her is the workable guise of an understanding deity
she is always welcome in this house
the people who are with her who know who she was before she took on the lacquer of tangental generation's perceptions
the people who know her beyond knowledge and the details that provide that knowledge

She came in a car with me and she did something unutterably kind. So kind that a great store of magnanimity radiates from the mantle of the Earth and through the torque of its spin. The world is very good
and it is more than human
Tomorrow and the next day it will keep on being and she will
and so will all the things that rely on her likeness a little less permanently.