What is worth when weighed in the eyes of some other? And what be if those eyes are absent? What then? The reflected eyes above the sink? They are not always the kindest pair. Not mine. Not to me.
Tag: desire
Sunday Morning Thoughts: 11.26.17
Life is about balance, right? Or so say all the half-assed sages. Any idiot with a blog claiming to be a life coach or a spiritual warrior or some other shit can go on and on about what you need to get more or less of in order to be happy. Lose weight. Do what…
Sunday Morning Thoughts: 10.15.17
What is it that I want to say here? I could have sworn I had something. Somewhere in the sleep deprived delirium, looking down upon the last scraps of humanity stumble, bumbling and fighting their way down Bourbon Street. It was something sad, but poetic. A long, drawn sigh… sounding almost sweet after being strangled…
Sunday Morning Thoughts: 10.8.17
I see it there. Swaying before my eyes. As it was the day before, and before that. Always there. A different carrot sometimes, but a carrot just the same. And always the same stick. They never mention actually reaching happiness, at least not with grand admiration. The pursuit, however, is quite the big deal. Right…
The Veracious Facade 