The Phishing Experiment Worked

 My last entry was left online for about 4 hours between about quarter to one to now which is quarter to five in the morning.  4 people read it.  I believe I still have some unhealthy readers out there.  Please quit following my writing.  I do it to maintain the health of my readership and this does not look good for the ones remaining.  They are small in number, but adamant in speech and communication around me.  Please just let me live quietly and in peace.  JKM

A Song for Pharaoh

For many eons I have slept awakened by the light.  Now it is the night that calls to me and puts me back in a box of malfactories.  I am here and I am there.  Am I truly anywhere?  I believe the things I need to put in my satchel for the day and the long and arduous journey along the way.  I am here for you is what I say, but I do it a different way.  Sometimes I am the one in need to the steed to get out their greed and feel what is inside so that they may have a bride.  I hide now and see where it is I shall dwell.  Most recently, I have been living in hell.  It was quiet for me, but I needed to see my feline knight Pharaoh shine in the heat of the silent and brazen night.  He is a great companion here and there.  I searched for him long in every land.  I now hold a paw, not a hand.  Today I write from a great place outstate.  It is a place I can relate.  It is Albert Lea.  I will soon see if it can be a place for Pharaoh and me to be free. JKM