Before we were able to see ourselves via the photograph…… To view oneself, there were two clear parts in the act of looking in the mirror. One, quite simply, is the lookers decision to gaze into the glass, and for that person to place themselves in front of the reflective panel. The second part, is […]
Tag: desire
Progresstus Erectus
As human beings we have an innate yearning to experience, or at a minimum, sense, progress. Whether that be in the effect one has upon ones immediate social network, or, in those more broadly successful, upon a more expansive group of earth populators. Those that have a smaller scope of expectations, want from their lives, […]
The Waste (XII)
Five years passed after the fish falsification fiasco, during which several interesting developments occurred. The first of note, is that Furous found the trajectory of his career choice as a fisherman redirected, and after the incident, his role was led to that of repairman. He found himself abruptly under the tutelage of a rope maker. […]
No Rush
I’m not in a hurry. I’m not in a hurry. I’m not in a hurry. There’s no rush. I’m not in a hurry. I’m not in a hurry. I’ll take my time. I’m not in a hurry. It’s ok to be patient. I’m not in a hurry. I’m not in a hurry. I’m not in […]
The Waste (X)
The villagers waited out the impossibly long pause in Allamar’s speech. The sun bore down on patient brows, its insistence drawing beads of perspiration from calm onlookers. After long seconds of intense stillness, breath barely noted among the close-pressed villagers, Allamar reached towards his own chest. The crowd drew in a tiny collective breath, as […]
Fear No More
We are weakness, crippling doubting disorienting continuous self-revaluation that gnaws at the core of our existence. We are the scabbard that houses the sword of ineptitude. We are the holster for the weapon that we believe defends our frailty. We are the meek voices whispering second thoughts to our confidence. We are our greatest detractors our […]
The Waste (IX)
It had been a great while since he took his boat out without the intent to return with scaly sustenance and crustaceous delicacies. The gliding of the craft through the water and the subtle dips and bobs as the craft navigated the waves was a panacea for the stress that bore upon his broad shoulders. […]
Viator
There is no map that directed me here, no compass quivering towards this place. There are no markers that lead to this spot. No guide leading me to this destination. In no way was I assisted by the sun. Nor did I follow any moonlit path. The stars above did not point hither. And the universe […]
Palette and Easel
I dabbed then stroked. I blotted, then flicked. I mixed, then grazed, Pressed, and then glazed. I touched, then scraped. I swabbed, then swiped. I swirled, then kissed, Tapped, then caressed. I connected, then skimmed. I swabbed, then filled in. I mixed, then applied, blended and then smiled. I finally found you, […]
Propulsion
I remember being a scrawny youth, a mere twelve years old, and having recently returned from living overseas for five years in China. I was enrolled in the nearby high school, and was preparing to enter eighth grade, admittedly, being a bit young for that time. I had managed to skip first grade, and thus, […]