There's so much good stuff here, it's quite the find. It's really to a depth that is breathtaking, as a fan of myself in increasingly rare reflection. There's a hunger here through the years flailing against apathy that I can now only... take inventory of ( Read more... )

You would do something for anyone. Do something for yourself.

"I have so much to say, but have deleted my first 20 tries at an entry, the first one in years ( Read more... )

In reply to my last entry ( Read more... )

My pull to update.

So much surrounds this year, all that I've faced in this part of my life. Nothing transcends this, at this point. The trials faced are the ones intended. So spawns a declaration of twenty-two. A baseline maybe, a plee perhaps, but a mark in the road to warn travelers, to say this is where I made a stand, whether I did or I didn't ( Read more... )

(How can I miss someone I do not know ( Read more... )

Today. Label pushes the message but does no justice to the form.  It's not the piece but the arch-i-tect-ure, the vast total, that masses our doubts, our confusion, our religion, our peace.  Today's tomorrow can only prove to be what the slides of mind can form into the one thing I make it to be.  Whose about to be the theme of a certain intuition ( Read more... )

Back right, front left, back right, front left.

Nervous about the coming event, I roll over what could be a pleasant experience.  I roll over what could be a wonderful experience.  The extravagent thought glistens in my mind.

Back right, front left, back right, front left.

There's a term that comes to mind, one that dwells in the depths of romance ( Read more... )

Distortion.  The buzz in the background.  Undernearth every note, under every decision, lies distortion ( Read more... )