These keys, this quest- it draws me here, yet again. Be it madness or benevolence, this inescapable ideological interrogation inspires further inquiry into the soul I call home. Will we get any closer? Perhaps. Further away? I hope not, though in ways that must be a bit unavoidable, at least in the temporary.
Tag: chance
Monday Evening Thoughts: 9.8.25
Someone called me a walking autumn, earlier today. I wonder if she can see all my impending decay. Aesthetic, though it might be. And the cooler air is better for breathing, even when stalled in bouts of mild hyperventilating, from time to time.
Monday Evening Thoughts: 8.11.25
I’ll confess to you now, dear reader, this has been looming over my consciousness with something akin to dread. Whatever scribbling I’ve had seemed to fall short, yet here I arrive at the mouth of this cave yet again. Unprepared for the beast I must now face.
Sunday Morning Thoughts: 12.3.17
Oh, sweet and bitter and bittersweet opportunity. A crisis of hopes and realities drawn together in a briefly witnessed moment and provoked by a choice. What to do, what to do? And maybe quicker than it arrived, off it goes. To the endless depths of wonder, regret and the hypotheticals of former possibilities. Will another…
The Veracious Facade 