Maybe that's the reason why this works for some so well, finding that the biggest mountain to climb is the one that crawls so deep.
Life in Atrophy
Just Don’t Stay
What happened felt like I was taking a long run at a moving train in hopes I could tackle it and derail the thinking that had rutted my tracks so deeply.
Children of the Scorn
We ultimately have a responsibility to uphold, and finding those weaving abilities again is just a part of it, and coming this core belief comprehension is just a small part of that.
The Judgements
It comes from the very things we are trying to hide, our biases, our expectations, and our fears.
Better People
It is the forgiveness, and acceptance that was developing for yourself was also developing for others, was coloring in their silhouettes.
The Discontinu-um
We didn't destroy the Capitalism train, work, work, work mode. We usurped it with making individuals a commodity. Not only a commodity, but one that can spoil and be ruined at the click of a mouse.
The Borders of Chaos
We are seldom aware of where we humans get our various fuels, our coolants, our spare parts, or when they need changing.
Life’s Symphony
Those frequencies play a music, a life symphony that we are often unaware of, but one that we play in, and conduct from, our own lives mostly unconsciously.
The Exi-stencil Engineer
That circular firing squad of self demolishing thoughts has succeeded in halving their numbers.
Minding Time
The mind is not a clock. It will manipulate and move anything around it needs to in protecting itself, yourself.
A Different Christmas
The stockings will not number again, the count of thirty-three.
Growing Thanksgiving
The meal is much smaller now, than it had been in years before, The family that has gathered, knows that there are many more. Their faces and their presence, will not be brought this day, It's a far and silent honor, to the lives at grace we pray. As we give thanks and gather, no... Continue Reading →
Bound
Ever a reminder that we are the water itself, and not the bubbles caused by the friction.
The Spirit and the Squirrel
to throw them at the wall like spaghetti to see if they'll stick. Almost a character study in a vampire's life, there's nothing looking back at me when I check the mirror.
The Self Pattern
If you get hit by a car it will probably hurt, the sky is blue, and pigs don't fly.
Tempests Follow 