Changing Signs

The signs we put up at first are right on the edges of those places of thought, right next to the addictions, those destinies of disaster.

Afraid to Be Happy

Those same automatics that bring about relapses because of what I describe as that other definition of H.A.L.T., as half assed lazy thinking.

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.

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 →

By All Means

So, with twenty drafts of the same story piling up, it is clear that that piece of the puzzle is just going to have to come into focus in a different manner. The size of the thoughts too large to fit through the doorway of a single post.

Buoyancy

I am pretty sure others have their point of the year. That time when the epitome's of life desire a turn in the path, a jog in another direction. The existential nature, and nurture takes hold of long term visions, shorter term goals, and life's eventualities... If it doesn't work, try something else. Historically these... Continue Reading →

Popcorn Memories

There will always be something else, some part of life that will stay husked up at the bottom of our pans. If we had the cognizance to pop it all, we would go poof and become ascended beings.

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