Been thinking of myth. My own, most egotistically, which might be defeating the very essence of the idea, but here we are anyway.
Author: bruceduluoze
Monday Evening Thoughts: 7.21.25
There were words scratched out over the last two dozen hours. On paper. And here I choose to leave them behind, and with no hesitation, face this beast. With my sword to slay, no rules to obey- aside the ones that I craft for myself.
Monday Evening Thoughts: 7.14.25
You’d think that beginning would be the tough part. Meaning here. The abyss of a blank page, albeit in this case digital, staring not only back at, but seemingly right through you. Seeing all for what you are and are not, without an illusion left to shield you. And it matters, because if I don’t…
The Veracious Facade 