Perhaps the lull in ambition arises from a lack of discipline. Or some twisted overfocus on all that isn’t. Perhaps it is but a constant bout with, and of self-denial.
Tag: change
Monday Evening Thoughts: 8.10.26
Is it the ideas that plague me? Or are they the salvation in all this being?
Monday Evening Thoughts: 6.8.26
Does the numbness arrive too easy? All while the harder fought sharpness is dulled and delayed by these conditioned repetitions and twisted desires?
Monday Evening Thoughts: 4.27.26
Perhaps the fear is in facing my own dwindling humanity. Or maybe that loss is more widespread across the species than I am currently admitting. Or, at least, so it seems on much of the surface.
The Veracious Facade 