I wonder, again, of point and purpose. Of fates and destinies. Of the unpredictability of it all and what it does to change a soul.
Author: bruceduluoze
Wednesday Evening Post: 4.12.23
Spend enough time dwelling upon them, the nature of some self-held beliefs can grow fickle in seemingly infinite ways. Malleable upon enough introspection. With relative ease a way can be contemplated away from the singular sentient perspective, crafted in the void of individuality.
Monday Evening Post: 4.3.23
I think of reinvention as a dirty word. Probably shouldn’t, but I do all the same. Like the great many things I reduce down to calling bad habits.
The Veracious Facade 