Interlude

It is recorded in some musty tome that in 1456 Pope Callixtus III excommunicated the comet to end all comets. A heathen astral rock glowing white-hot as it streaked across the sky. The stars are signifiers. The popes are pontificators.

This is an interlude apropos of nothing.

“I can’t understand why people are frightened of new ideas. I’m frightened of the old ones.”

— John Cage