What can I say here...you know when you are just compelled to do something so out of character and just driven by the winds and the forces that be...to let logic and stoic realism falter to some primal invasion of the senses, a need to be dangerous...a thrill for the moment...ahhh, to be young again and ride the seas of free will, into the night of dark shadow and intrigue...pillaging hoards 'longside mates Johnny Depp perhaps...or Morgan the pirate...
OK...now truth be, I've been up too long and the coffee's too strong...but I couldn't help myself...when I was buying charms the other day, this skull and crossbones just called to me...maybe it's my German ancestry that beckons me back to the sea and rugged coasts of my forefathers...or maybe, just maybe...my imagination just runs amok...but the Johnny Depp thing is real...right?
Anyway...I know my daughter would like this one, with the chunks of black, coal-like textures of the tektite and the beautiful smokey qualities of the fire-polished glass beads, the scarlet drop of blood-like crystal that dangles ever so delicately under the title 'Goth'...who knows, an ancester...maybe...but elements of the tribal fire were the inspiration for this combination...and no, I haven't gone round the bend, just bumped a milestone in history...or perhaps a longing...
