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. […]

Wasteland (I)

THUMP! THUMP!  Whoooooosh. Ssssss. THUMP! THUMP!  Whoooooosh. Ssssss. THUMP! THUMP!  Whoooooosh. Ssssss. THUMP! THUMP!  Whoooooosh. Ssssss. Paris’s footfalls rapidly struck the dusty, dirt road. Stomped into the air, gritty brown particles rose in small puffs around the spots struck by his feet, hung in the desert air for a long breath, then returned to the […]

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 […]

100 C’s to fuel your fire.

Content, comfortable, complacent, calm, casual, chill, collected, cool, careful, cab, caddy, cashier, cafe, caffeine, cake, calendar, cocoa, calcium, cookie, California, Cabernet, cellulite, Calvados, calorie, caviar, candy, canopy, crepe, cottage, cheese, capital, Capri, chardonnay, cappuccino, cannolli, captive, cymbalta, convention, control, copy, copulate, Calvin Klein, Chipotle, corn sugar, corporate, corporeal, currency, custard, cream, cotton candy, cotton, couch, […]

A tingling upon the finger of an outstretched hand

When we sense the summit, we accept, and embrace all that the world throws at us. We know, its just another hill to ascend, another obstacle our weak grasp upon humanity will have thrown in our path. We shed our fears. We toss aside the hindrances of our past. We disregard the previous desires of […]

Filling in before filling out.

I intended to write this before the holiday.   Intending an, inspired by traditional ideas of love, passion, and romance, post, then, presenting a tempered, sardonic, counterpoint.  But, with scrutiny of this supposed holiday, I find that its existence feeds off of guilt, insecurity, compulsion, and unabashed commercial exploitation, of emotion, fragility, and a vacuous longing to […]

Open Heart Epilogue (XXII)

Tristan headed for the eastern edge of the small town. Casually, lightly, and easily, he glided across the stone paving of the street. He meandered in, out, and around clusters of townsfolk.  He swung around two merchants engaged in a heated argument near an overturned cart. He smiled, when a young girl with a basket […]

Open Heart Palpitation (XX)

His lifeless arm drifted towards the floor, the weight of the orb easily overpowering the functionless musculature and bone.  The tool had fallen from his grasp, and his fingers had lifted from their restrictive position upon  the rings of the sphere, yet the shiny circles remained motionless.  His arm pivoted backward at the elbow, and […]