The mists that lingered about this morn seemed so selfishly akin to the fog about my mentality. Curse of individualistic western world, perhaps, between these winter holidays. Before retreating to the other side of the globe, our personal star broken through the overcast to bid this part of the world farewell, adding yet another layer…
Tag: history
Monday Evening Thoughts: 6.9.25
This might be madness, I know, but I still think about the future. Even with all this past- beautiful, fading, haunting. And in this never ending present, too, filled with wonder, opportunity, obligation and dread. Still, forward goes the mind being dissected before your very eyes. Pen in hand, or fingers up on keys, thinking…
Monday Evening Thoughts: 2.24.25
It smelled of spring today. Yesterday, too. Will again tomorrow, I heard tell. Must mean she’s almost here, though, appearances can be deceiving.
Friday Evening Post: 10.30.20
Why again? Why now? It couldn’t possibly be that there is any substantial word flow about to occur. The arrival of some unannounced clarity, casting answers down upon us all like some memory sequestered summer rain?
The Veracious Facade 