I made sure to reinforce my bad thinking with bad behavior just to prove I was right.
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.
Old Ballard
Have been navigating medical issues. Writing is difficult to finish at the moment. My old neighborhood liked this though. The rumble of the train, and the bellowing of its horn, would sound around the end of day, in this place that I was born. The Olympics would be all aglow as the Sun did take its... Continue Reading →
The Forever People
They are the frequency holders, the butterfly riders, the forever people.
The Gravity of Time
It is an extended loss, a wealth of the unknown, and often the inability to find closure or completion to everyday tasks.
Conflict’s Illusion
Conflict in all its forms has been in my thoughts these last few months. Brought forth not only from the ravages of a world out of tilt, but also by the inside ones that hide amongst everyday actions and thoughts.
An Army of Our Dead
There is no end that justifies this means. There is not a rational, and thoughtful way forward that incorporates this snapshot of loss, anger, and frustration we have today.
Building Babel
Modern communications biblical lesson No, I don't like using religious imagery as I try to convey my stories. Yet, the very communication itself is perfectly associated with that piece from Sunday school readings, and billowing Preachers aiming at keeping the messaging on point. Genesis 11:1-9 tells us the story occuring in the land of Shinar... Continue Reading →
Digging In
Working on accepting the hard to accept The warm air felt almost otherworldly as I took my bike on a long overdue ride. I had to get out of the house, there was nothing wrong other than the confinement of the last few months. The clearing of the mind was almost an emergency order as... Continue Reading →
The Other Faith
It is not something that resides in any one belief, or faith, one political ideology or the other.
Grafting the Tree
Writing was always a form of therapy, typing the thoughts out often makes things clearer, I see where my mistakes were made, or where the juxtaposition of my thinking took a header off the cliff.
To All Our Affairs
"but those 12 suggestions I followed on the walls of the rooms of AA have left me more capable than ever before to deal with this pandemic."
The Interrupted World
Awaken by a purpose greater than the contrived, partisan, and hateful rhetoric that once surrounded us.