Eron’s Flight

The sun floated directly above the city, and the cobblestones of its streets basked in the warmth of its nurturing solar rays. Though the illumination seemed to  pierce the most obscure recesses of the side roads and alleys, the temperature did not approach that of oppressive. The citizens were not seen utilizing the daily crier […]

One hand folded into another

You find value in my deficiencies, and fullness, in my vacancy. You find stability in my inconsistency, and bliss, in my melancholy. You find fortitude, in my frailty, and competence, in my inability. You find seriousness, in my buffoonery, and clarity, amidst my perplexity. You find exquisiteness, when I feel ugly, and offer hope, to […]

Just Jump

Stop second guessing things, just jump, you can’t really know what it’s like unless you fully commit to the experience. You’ve heard this advice before, right? I know I have. It’s terrific advice to give to another person, yet terrifying advice to receive. Yeah! Go for it.  Screw whatever conventional thought may say regarding a […]

_______Sunrise, ________Sunset. Sunrise________Sunset________. Meaning

I spend my days in a glorious haze. Searching for ways to keep the nightmares at bay. I spend all my nights pursuing delight. Seeking to send all my demons to flight. The dawns in between, are where I am, yearning. Dusk is where I’m grasping, and hoping, for meaning.   Humbly yours, j     […]

Lonesome Highway Syndrome

I don’t think it likely, when I present to you a very particular type of experience, that you will find yourself unable to relate.   I choose the words, “I don’t think it likely,”  very carefully, as undoubtedly, there are some who have not experienced that which I am about to describe.  For the small populous […]

RetroReflectiveCurrentContendednessSyndrome

I miss the days, of edamame and stand-up comedies. I miss the smiles and sways, laughs, drinks, and games. I miss the days of beers darts, and cheers. I miss those times, of wonder and wines. I miss those old flickers, without seeing the real pictures. I miss water guns, and I miss real fun. […]

If ever there was a time to look into the raw essence of your being, now is that time.

I have reconfigured. I have readjusted. I’ve reformed, and reconstituted. I’ve changed, converted, reverted, to a prior, livelier more vivacious version, that I tried to abandon, by pursuing the enlightenment, entitlement, enrichment, and unrealistic expectations of modern man.   I’ve shaken hands with my predecessors, and reconnected to those who laid the ground upon which […]