What if we could hear the passing of time? How could we audibly experience the ticking intervals? Would seconds be virtually imperceptible? Would the sound be similar to the ever so slight rustling of drapes by a gentle breeze? Would seconds passing make a similar noise to that of a coupling of string instruments being […]
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Edges and Pits
There is a place and time, for parties and wine. Moments for touch and caress, love, emotion and intimateness. For feelings of wonder. And for visions of splendor. For spots of jubilation, and blips of satisfaction. For fireworks in the sky, on the ground, fireflies. To have bliss in our hearts and peace in our […]
Simple Solutions
Human beings are gifted with incredible depth, intricacy, and complexity, and therefore, it is within our nature to seek out higher degrees of meaning, purpose, and understanding. This can come at an unfortunate cost, as we often fail to master fundamental elements have made us successful creatures, dedication, awareness, and decency to our fellow-man.
The Journey of a Thousand Sips
The meaning of the word expedition is: an excursion, journey, or voyage made for some specific purpose, as of war or exploration. When I began my exploration of the craft beer world, I did so with a specific purpose, to be open to, and try, any and all styles, brands, and interpretations of beer. As […]
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“.γqqɒʜ mɒ I” ,ƨbɿow ɘʜɈ ʞɒɘqƨ γlɈƨɘnoʜ bnɒ ,ɘɔnɒnɘɈnυoɔ nwo ɿυoγ noqυ ʞool ,ɿoɿɿim ɘʜɈ ɘɿoʇɘd bnɒɈƨ ,ɘɈɒɈƨ wɒɿ Ɉƨom bnɒ Ɉƨɿow ɿυoγ ni bnɒ ,ϱninɿom ɘʜɈ ni ɘƨiɿ Ɉ’nɒɔ υoγ ʇi ,llɒ Ɉɒ ɘυlɒv on ʇo ɘɿɒ ,ɘviɘɔɘɿ bnɒ ,ɘviϱ γɒm ɘno ɈɒʜɈ ɘvol ɘʜɈ llɒ bnɒ ,ƨƨild γɿɒɿoqmɘɈ ʇo ƨɘɔnɘiɿɘqxɘ ɘʜɈ ʇo llɒ […]
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 […]
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ɘʜɈ ƨi ɈliυӘ ϱniʜɈ Ɉƨɘivɒɘʜ ɿυoγ ni .noiƨƨɘƨƨoq ɘʜɈ bnA lυʇɘƨυ Ɉƨɒɘl ɈɒʜɈ mɘɈi .γɿɿɒɔ υoγ .Ⴑ ,ƨɿυoγ γldmυH
Tornadoes and Falling in Love
Merry-go-rounds and Tilt-a-whirls. Roller coasters and roundabouts. Spinning tops and spirals. Ferris wheels and bottles. Wheel-of-Fortune, doing flips. Somersaults and cartwheels. Bedrooms after many drinks. Car wheels as we travel. The tires on our bikes. Our bodies as we dance. Tornadoes and whirlpools. Records, and falling in love. We love the circling, rotating, revolving feeling, […]
The Waste (VIII)
Beginning around noon the next day, the entire village enjoyed exquisite food the likes of which many of the citizens had never tasted. No one could offer a plausible explanation regarding the source of a majority of the ingredients, for the elements of these recipes were not consistent with the villagers normal fare. Allamar postulated […]