Monday Evening Thoughts: 7.6.26
Even the fullest of lifetimes can only hold so much. Maybe that’s the trick about the whole thing. A singular existence can only contain so many multitudes, no matter the vastness that might otherwise appear to be.
Monday Evening Thoughts: 6.29.26
Whether destined or wrought by design, this dismay cannot continue. The ever-reaching grasp of disdain and animosity must not remain, for if nothing else it promotes and provokes the rot inside, both solo and collectively, even when the illusion of justified opposition appears. But, is that not the way it has always been, for us…
Monday Evening Thoughts: 6.22.26
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,…
The Veracious Facade 