That Time of Night.

It’s that time of night.

It’s that state of mind.

It’s that place, the White Lodge,

Where Life takes command

And mortal man follows.

Subsumed, consumed, exhumed.

Taken to the stars and beyond.

There is life beyond the stars.

The sky is not the limit.

There are no limits.

Something else that jumped into my head while I was watching a Wailin’ Jennys video and thinking about a woman who can sing.

Being frank, aren’t I?

It’s that time of night.

Night.