Ruins

Weather on Wheels

Buddha made from slag, what does it all mean?

We're all toxic, but we're not all buddha.

I am your flower petal.

Seize the What?

Crawling Through Life

Geological time, it's cosmic, man.

Climbing on volcanic formations puts life into perspective.

We are born crying, and learn to smile.

Shouldn't it be the other way around?

We are born crying, and learn to smile.

Constant Death, Constant Birth

The Sun, a symbol of the end.

The sun did something the existential weatherman had begun to think was impossible: It ended the rain. All things, even endless rain, will eventually finish.

Highs in the low 40s. A birthday.

We've got a high of 41 today in the life of your existential weatherman.

It sure beats certain death with a chance of rain.

Death Never Works.

The weather never takes a day off...but death only shows up for work once in a lifetime.

The coffin.

The only difference between being buried alive and a lifetime on Earth is a matter of duration.

Foggy with a chance of hope.

Welcome

Welcome to the existential weather report. On this blog, you will be able to enjoy a regular report on the weather, and the horror/joy of mortality.

"I am" and "the weather." Those are the two concepts we will explore. Together.

Existential Weather Report Q & A:

Q. What is the Existential Weather Report (EWR)?

A. It is a quick look at the weather and the meaning of life in the face of mortality.

Q. Is the EWP a cry for help?

A. No. Yes. No. Only insofar as your Existential Weatherman is searching for meaning, and that life, like the weather, sometimes sucks. Life can also, like the weather, be very bright and pleasant.

It can be partly cloudy, or partly sunny, depending on your Existential Weatherman's point of view.

Stay tuned for video reports, once that functionality is in place.