At the end of the line, a product was inspected, its quality assessed, and when deemed suitable, it was boxed up and transported, wherever it was needed. Eron didn’t concern himself with the quality of the final item. There were others that worked in the plant, that produced the product, that was transported, wherever it […]
Tag: emotion
What is now?
When we glance over our shoulders we don’t check for friendly faces. We look backwards only to make sure we are moving in the right direction Chased only look back to ensure they evaded the pursuer. Rifling through memories is the equivalent of shaking hands with ghosts. Sharing the pictures only serves to conjure that […]
Eron’s Arc
It was beautiful. The object rested on Eron’s palm, perfectly balanced and level. The symmetry was immaculate. It was virtually weightless, Eron only noticing the friction of the grain of the wood against his palm as it rested there, and not any sense of downward pressure upon his hand and wrist. It wasn’t quite a […]
The Faucet
The act of turning on a faucet, and letting water flow, is a very unremarkable act. We do this many times in a given day. And each time we perform the action, we think very little about what we are doing, how it is being done, or even what is occurring when we are doing […]
Mornings
I thought that the evenings would be the worst. But they do not even come close. They can be eased with drink, and chatter. They are soothed by the weariness of a work day. They can be managed with music. They are distracted by show and cinema. Nothing eases the morning loneliness of a cool […]
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 […]
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 […]
Beyond Beauty
Thy beauty, fickle doth it play upon my youthful vanities. Radiant doth it burn upon my tender sensibilities. Passionately doth it wrest my gaze and redirect my steps. Insistently, doth it create smoldering sensations in my loins. Heat, be the feeling on my skin. Damp, then, the beads on my brow. Pulsating, be the […]
Of a Chance
At the outset, the possibilities were many, the future was bright and hopeful, the outlook was wantonly optimistic. The broad scope of mutual intent, the want and promise of the world, could not be fully delivered for, or by either. So, in incrementally, tiny, measures, the euphoria did fade, and the emotional expanse, and all 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 […]