A Gothic thought

There’s an old gospel song that goes . .

“Oh, the land of cloudless days

Oh, the land of an unclouded sky

Oh, they tell me of a home where no storm clouds rise

Oh, they tell me of an unclouded day”

Thats probably not attractive to Goths.


“Cloudless skies? Oh my Gawd! Can we bring our umbrellas?”

Hey – if you are into all things Gawthic, then check out Steve M’s poetry on his Outcast Press site. Steve has been a friend for a decade and we have enjoyed his poetry written on street sheets . . . and now available online.

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Andrew Jones has been blogging since 1997. He is based in San Francisco with his two daughters but also travels the globe to find compelling stories of early stage entrepreneurs changing their world. Sometimes he talks in the third person. Sometimes he even talks to himself and has been heard uttering the name "Precious" :-)

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  • Ha, I can totally relate to that, with my ultra-sensitive fair skin (yup, I’m one of those). I hate to admit it but if I must go out on a cloudless day I need a parasol or sun hat, lol

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