It was only a matter of time.  Indeed, I knew the time had arrived.  That singular momentous momentum, that serendated and serendipidously split in the precious paralax instead and yet to submerge to the instant that moving time was so glorifiyingly blessed, the fragile spec of a membrance was multi-intelligable by all possible grievous sentiment or subjugation.  So, I reached for my D.H. Lawrence.

Superfluous, you ask?  Indeed.  So for example, this is the referent:

 Now the musical experience:

chronojam.mp3 (3.02 mb)

Thank you very mucho.  And now, the DHL: "Tell me a word, that you've often heard, yet it makes you squint, if you see it in print!"  I could create an argument where this quote could in fact perhaps be related in some way.  But, remember, a blog is a blog is a blog is a blog.  have fun