The solstice passed, almost without my notice until the last bit of light lingering about nearly escaped beyond the horizon. Meaning yesterday. And meaning literally, the longest stretch of daylight since this hemisphere’s bout last year- and I hadn’t realized the date until it had nearly gotten itself to night. It was quite a scene,…
Monday Evening Thoughts: 6.15.26
Contemplating whether the haze is a condition of the era itself, or my own age within all this time. Or is it but a part in some larger conspiracy wrought from the minds of ill-intentioned souls so that the deflated cognition of the masses allows for larger profit margins for those that live upon the…
Monday Evening Thoughts: 6.8.26
Does the numbness arrive too easy? All while the harder fought sharpness is dulled and delayed by these conditioned repetitions and twisted desires?
Monday Evening Thoughts: 6.1.26
It keeps going, with or without us. Even if this still lush and vibrant world, all verdant and aqua and squandered as home, becomes nothing but a desolate and irradiated husk of a planet- it will keep going with elegant indifference. No matter the action or perspective taken- time, she carries on.
The Veracious Facade 