Notre Dame burned today. Something so beautiful had to be destroyed because everything must be taken before the end. The great disruption continues, the waking nightmare that never stops. The hours on hours that we stare unblinking at our screens waiting for the light to blink out. The glitch in the matrix has been seen. The ghosts are nearby. Everything is destined for the whirlpool. I don't want to fall, but the ladder is rickety and I must go higher. My friend Lorraine died April 4th. The cathedral burned April 15th. What waits for us in May?
