Sorry, Phillip. I had to gun the engine to get through you and your teammates this morning.
The Return of the Modern Philosopher
I can’t believe I’m writing this! If I’m aware it means I am alive and that can mean only one thing…I’m going to fall to earth today!
This is all so new to me, and yet, I feel like I’ve been a snowflake forever, just waiting to get the call, and my chance to be part of creating a Winter Wonderland. Can’t wait! ****
I think I should have a name. Don’t all things have one? I’m going to call myself Phillip. I have no idea why. It was the first thing that popped into my head. Do I even have a head? I’m not even sure how I’m forming words and ideas. Must be the Magic of Winter that I seem to know so much about. ****
It really is crowded inside this cloud. I can barely move, but I’m eager to explore and talk to the other snowflakes. …
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Phillip forgives you since you were kind enough to share my post. Glad you liked it! 🙂
My pleasure. I’m enjoying the blog. I have a son who’s studying philosophy (U. Montana), and I shared it with him. 🙂
Thanks! It’s chock full of Deep Thoughts. 🙂
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