"going to the edge and back, one word at a time."
I would go to bed the night before and be thinking about it,and I would dream about it and the master plan at hand and in my make believe fantasy that I thought I personally controlled something would still go wrong,and I thought I had exited out my strategy and un-looped all my loopholes and …
HeY, YoU, long time no talk, how are YoU holding up? ... Are YoU doing okay? I've really, really missed YoU... ... like, REALLY, REALLY... not just reaLLy reaLLy... What?.. ... Things been tough lately? ... Somewhat chaotic? ... Somewhat out of place? ... Somewhat abnormal? ...yeah... I know how YoU feel... ... It feels …
* if it is hard for you to take a break from our current reality and listen to an open minded opinion of what a single soul sees and feels and reflects on in his present parallel, then this post is definitely NOT for you. Let's begin... (also, it is good to be back with …
Something is coming, whether it be through a cold winter's door, sloshing through the trough of puddled rain, across the brittle rustle of dying leaves, a medieval entity that has comfortably slept through the humidity of our restless summer nights, inside all of our aging sarcophagus', until now. Something is coming, and I feel the …
Have you ever looked forward to something in life, like anticipated it with every fiber of your being, and it did not pan out like you imagined it would? How much time did you spend running that scenario through your head? How much energy did you give your 'perfect planned sequence of events'? How disappointed …
in an open field, alone, constantly chewing, always standing, sometimes laying, through the wind and rain, on frost covered ground, in the middle of summer's fury, with each passing season, old lonely cow waits, unknowingly patient, for the day when her sculptured grazing silhouette transitions from farmer's field to carnivore's plate. some people will say …
Hey,you knew this day was going to come and it sucks to have to sit here and type the things you are about to have to read and dissect and reflect on for the millionth time in your life.It gets old - I know. You expected this type of unselfish gloating from your inner being …
The fifth post I published (#5 out of 87) on this now one year and eight month fiction, nonfiction, and poetic blogging journey of mine was titled The Aged and the Ageless (feel free to click and read). It was posted a couple of months before Covid became a global issue. Since then, as well as …
...the silence.........the instancewhen we acceptthe precipice.........the momentwe enterthe void.........where ? can we go toabsorb it,together?...where ? can we go to taste it,together?...where ?can we go tobe one with it,together?......where is the "the"?.....The silence stays with meuntil it is tired of meor maybe this feelingof morose issuppose to last longerthan I think it is.........wait!..shh!...Can you hear …
This blog post is complete and utter chaos. Consider yourself warned. Let's begin! I know everything about nothing and not a thing about something! My job is not important if I make it that way. You know what? You whine more than a whine's whine. My neck is tired. From looking down. At the television. …
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