It is all a struggle for understanding, I suppose. And one that may always be doomed to fail. For each step we get towards knowing any aspect of existence better, from each resolution emerges a further seismic wave of questioning. Perhaps not an entirely universal hardship, as I know there are those even among those…
Author: bruceduluoze
Monday Evening Thoughts: 12.29.25
The mists that lingered about this morn seemed so selfishly akin to the fog about my mentality. Curse of individualistic western world, perhaps, between these winter holidays. Before retreating to the other side of the globe, our personal star broken through the overcast to bid this part of the world farewell, adding yet another layer…
Monday Evening Thoughts: 12.22.25
In midst of the longest nights of this most recent solar cycle, optimism can seem so hard fought. Part of being a mammal, I suppose. Unless, of course you, dear reader, are something more reptilian. Which I do doubt very much. This bleeding heart semi-biographical philosophizing business seems to be a more endothermic affair. But…
Monday Evening Thoughts: 12.15.25
Perhaps this is my greatest reoccurrence of masochism. To each week, for approximately three-quarters of a score of years now, stare down this blank page and attempt to wring something worthwhile from the seemingly empty void.
The Veracious Facade 