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 […]
Tag: feeling
Odds
Nine out of ten times, it means nothing. Ninety-Nine percent of the time it won’t occur. 999/1000 is the likely chance of failure. It has a one in a million chance to succeed. It’s like hitting that green 00 on the roulette wheel, or tripling up with a straight flush, when all your chips are in. It’s […]
Shaking hands with ghosts
Modern methods of communication are supposed to bring people closer together. With the ease of access to social media, computers, smart phones, and a myriad of tech inspired ways to communicate, one might believe that we are connected, and in touch with one another, in unprecedented ways. Do you ever feel that this couldn’t be […]
Candor on a Cozy Couch
There’s no need for a mask, or to make a scene. And no need for performance, for you to mean, more to me. There’s no cause for costume, or fancy jewelry. And no need for makeup, nor any perfumery. There’s no need to augment, or change your normal tone. Your eyes are what speak to me, and make […]
The Field
Often, life is treated like strolling through a never-ending field of rolling hills, green grasses, and beautiful blooming flowers. The wind blows over the field, swaying the grasses with its whispers and shouts. The hills crest far above heads, and the pits and valleys are deep bowls below us. The flowers bloom full, colorful, and fragrant, […]
The Erosion of Time
Do you remember photo albums? Do you remember the true photo albums, and not the 10101010 holding spot associated with your “library” on your computer? Do you recall the plasticine pages that stuck to each other, smelling of a weird amalgamate of chemicals, needing to be surgically peeled from one another to advance the memories? […]
Which is more important, the inhale or the exhale?
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hZRel5SnI6Q&feature=youtu.be Humbly yours, J
On being decent (or what I envision as decency)
I often wish I were a more complex man. In wishing for such a burden it is only my yearning to see and feel things more deeply than I already feel. Maybe it’s the sophistication that I wish I were able to attain. Maybe it’s a suave, intellectual-type image that I envision for myself in […]