To some, the ideas of honesty, integrity, and decency, are as precious of diamonds. These intensely valuables gems are formed deep within the earth with immense degrees of patience, pressure, and time. They are incredibly durable, being of the most resilient of all substances. These diamonds are useful, their immutability useful in all manner of […]
Tag: writing
I _______ You
Its is far easier to impulsively sense, reactively feel, or spontaneously expectorate the words “I love you,” Than it is to take the time, deliberately make the effort, or ponder and deeply consider, uttering the words “I understand you.” Humbly yours, J
Room
Paris adjusted his position in the chair. As chairs go, it was far from anything special. It was rigid, with no cushion or padding of which to speak. It was constructed of some unidentifiable wood, covered by a thin layer of a dark and slightly copper hued paint. The paint flaked off the chair at […]
Prestidigitation
What is fear without a rush? What of confidence without doubt? What is ecstasy without melancholy? What of silence without song? It’s the great emotional sleight of hand, the divulging of one and sublimation of the other. It’s the perfect sentimental illusion. Proffering grandness while shrinking another. What is anger without meekness? What of love without […]
The great sadness of old socks
Over time I have amassed a considerable collection of single socks. I would do a load of laundry, and find that there were a few socks that were lacking their mate. These halves of a pair I would throw into a drawer, intending that when another load of laundry was complete, I would match them with their […]
The Unbent
Though the wind tears upon my face and rips through my clothing, and slices into my skin, Though the rain hammers my scalp, drenches my coverings, and chills me to the bone, Though the sun creates blisters upon my neck, and causes me to shed that which shields my flesh, Though the snow and ice […]
Open Heart Incision (II)
The muscles in his forearms began to quiver during the motion as recollection of his prior procedures pulsed through his mind. Crimson droplets beaded at the site of the cut as he drew the knife horizontally across the faded scar on his chest. Flickering squares of red and white bit into his vision as he […]
Nebulosity
It was everything I could do, want, and be, that man that you could love and need. It was all that I could possibly desire, to be the one to light those fires. I was the bastion, the fortress, the high ground, the steadfastness when you felt down. I was the light, the warmth and […]
Everything is a choice
The commonly voiced excuse for not doing something is……. “I just don’t have enough time!’ Or, closely related to this excuse…. “I’m just not sure how I can find the time to get {something} done.” Permit me to highlight the lack of true perception relating to these comments. Not having enough time is a, well, not […]
I’m here for you! (As long as there’s drama)
Many years ago I stumbled upon a quirky, creative, and insightful movie. This movie featured several scenes involving fairly prominent actors. The short scenes totaled no more than several minutes each. Each scene highlighted a different theme ranging from humorous, to scientific, to melancholy, and even ironic. Each short had different actors. In one, Bill Murray […]